Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 534

Helen felt like she had been fooled. They had agreed to head to Aguilisco for a vacation, but she ended up accompanying Chandler throughout the day for his meetings.

When they left the office building, it was already dark out. She leaned against the seat and sighed in boredom.

If she knew better, she would've brought a coloring book with her to pass the time. Chandler glanced at her discreetly and saw her tiredness. At the next traffic light, he turned and drove back to their hotel.

Helen immediately realized that they were going the wrong way. She turned to him and asked, "Shouldn't you be turning left?"

He focused on driving, not even glancing at her. "You've been bored all day. Don't you want to go out to have fun?"

She pursed her lips. "I think so, but don't you still have a meeting tonight?"

After a full day with Chandler, she discovered that a business-minded man was like a top—spinning and spinning as if there was never a time to rest. That afternoon, she was thankful that she was a girl.

If she had to live the life of Chandler for a day, she would be bored to death.

"It's alright," Chandler said with a faint smile. "A friend set up the meeting and social obligations are inevitable. Even if I have to join the meeting later, at least I have you by my side, so I won't be too sad."

Helen smiled slightly, chuckling at his exaggeration. "Don't credit me too much, it's not like you wouldn't join meetings if I wasn't here. In business, connections are the most important resource and you wouldn't give that up."

"Nothing can be hidden from you." Chandler's thoughts were seemingly exposed.

He shook his head with a smile and joked, "It seems that in the future, I won't be able to hide secrets from you."

"Yeah," Helen teased back. "So don't even think about lying to me. The consequences will be serious!"

His smile never moved. "I'll keep that in mind!"

He drove to the busiest bar in the city center and the door of the newly opened bar was full of flowers. It wasn't difficult to find.

As he spoke, the woman who had just drunk alcohol vomited it out and leaned against the table, breathing heavily.

"I can't live anymore. Send me home, please, Ronald…"

The woman could barely open her eyes, but everyone just watched. They had no intentions of helping.

Helen wasn't surprised by this. There were endless examples of women in nightclubs getting treated like entertainers while striving for higher statuses. Countless women got drunk and lost control.

It was just another case of someone willing to exert force on another and the other party was willing to accept it.

She didn't want to interfere, so she stuck closer to Chandler, preparing to pass through as if she hadn't seen them. However, when she passed by the group, the woman on the ground fell and blocked the hallway.

Helen looked down and saw Samantha's red face. She couldn't help but frown. Today, she truly understood what it meant to cross paths with people she wanted to avoid.