Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 537

Faye looked at him indifferently. "Messing around with women is one thing, but you actually tried to take advantage of a university student from Glendale University. If something happens, do you know how much public gossip it will cause? Where is your brain?"

Ronald rubbed his cheek and spat, "She left earlier. I'm not that stupid to get myself in trouble."

"It's best this way." Faye didn't believe his lies. She warned him, "I don't want to hear any more bad gossip about you before the wedding. If you want to die, don't bring me down with you!"

With that, she turned around on her heels and walked away. He looked at her retreating figure, reminiscent of a dean in school. A cold look flashed in his eyes.

If it wasn't for the wealth of the Bostons, he would've gotten rid of that woman a long time ago. She would just have to wait and see how he would torture her after they were married.

As the car drove out of Bar Street, Chandler at her through the rearview mirror. "What are you going to do?"

Helen looked helplessly at Samantha, who was passed out next to her. She said, "Let's get her a hotel room."

A good person would do their best to keep them safe. They couldn't just leave her in an unfamiliar place.

Chandler turned away and drove around the city until he finally settled on a hotel that seemed safer. He got a room and opened the door. Helen led Samantha to the bed and went to the bathroom.

He leaned against the TV cabinet and went through the work messages on his phone. After a while, Samantha woke up from her drunken stage. She was blinded by the chandelier above her head.

She covered her eyes as she sat up from the bed slowly. Chandler glanced past her coldly, pretending not to notice. When Samantha saw him, she thought she was dreaming.

She blinked hard and pinched her arm to make sure that it wasn't a dream. She really shared the room with Helen's boyfriend, a super handsome man.

"Did you save me from Ronald?" Samantha asked weakly.

Samantha saw how uncaring he was and pretended to cough. Her voice became even more hoarse. "Please, just a glass of water. I feel so thirsty. You're the one who brought me here."

Although Chandler was aware of her guilt-tripping, he felt like she was so annoying and wanted to shut the woman up. He picked up a bottle of water before pouring out a glass. He walked over to the bed and placed it on the bedside table.

"Get it yourself."

Samantha pretended to stretch out her hand, acting like she couldn't reach it. "Can you… put it closer?"

He was so annoyed at her that he lost his patience. He bent over and brought the glass over to her. He stopped a distance away from Samantha and turned his face away in disgust.

All of a sudden, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung onto him.