Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 548

"Rest assured, Samantha. I'll make it happen as long as it's something you want to do," the man said sincerely. He looked at Samantha with gentle eyes.

Samantha scoffed. "I want Helen dead, gone forever from this world. Can you do that for me?"

"This..." the man hesitated.

"See? All talk. You men are useless. Either they don't know how to cherish women, or they're just a bunch of logs. Nothing they do ever goes my way!"

Samantha eyed the man up and down and turned to leave. As she stepped out, she collided with Chandler and the others and let out a startled yelp.

"When did you get here?" Samantha stammered.

Tyrone, who had his hands in his pockets, narrowed his eyes slightly. "It seems like you have some issues with my sister-in-law."

...

In the auditorium, judges scored the play while Phishie took the stage again as host. She had done this countless times, but she felt exceptionally excited now.

"Dear students and beloved teachers, the play has ended, and tonight's gala will soon end. Let's welcome today's special guest to perform Ms. H's 'All Zeroes' as the finale."

The stage lights instantly dimmed. Spotlights, accompanied by music, focused precisely on the center of the stage.

Amid the rapt gaze of countless spectators, Helen moved gracefully toward the light. She was clad in a white knee-length dress and high heels and had on a fox mask. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders.

With her model figure and perfect proportions, she embodied female perfection.

"H!"

The audience was in an uproar. Students held hands and waved glow sticks, singing along with Helen. Some wept with joy, while others were overwhelmed with emotion. The song seemed to possess a magical charm.

In the end, everyone except the judges was singing along. The bold ones tried to venture backstage but were stopped by security guards.

The assistant principal pulled Phishie aside, sweating in anxiety. "Who exactly did you invite? Could it be who they thought to be?"

Phishie laughed it off. "Of course not! She's my friend with a similar voice showing her support to me."

The assistant, momentarily relieved, now looked nervous again. He watched the struggling guards with growing apprehension. He thought to himself, "Are you sure she's here to show her support? Maybe she's here to sabotage us."