Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 712

Rachel looked at Chandler with disdain in her eyes. "I offered you an opportunity, but you chose to decline it. Your current situation is entirely your own doing!"

"Do you seriously believe you've won just by persuading a few bank executives?" Helen retorted, arching her eyebrow.

"A few?" Rachel chuckled. "That's quite the understatement. Do you understand the immense influence a single bank executive holds over financial movements?

"If one of them sanctions a loan for my family's stock market investments, it could spell irreversible disaster for the Newtons!"

"Loans always come with a price," Helen remarked. Her gaze grew intense and mysterious, casting a chilling atmosphere.

"Indeed they do," Rachel countered sharply. Over the past few days, her aggressive moves in the stock market had left the Newton family vulnerable. She no longer held any reservations.

With a smirk, Rachel continued, "But it won't be with the Lindvall family's funds. It will be with the money of your future in-laws—the Newtons!"

"Mrs. Freeman, you certainly have a knack for scheming," Chandler couldn't help but quip.

"You're too kind," Rachel replied with a hint of amusement, taking Chandler's jest in stride as she delved into her thoughts.

Reflecting aloud, she continued, "Chandler, you were once hailed as a master of the business world by everyone. But look at what's happening now. You've been outmaneuvered by a woman like me."

Stepping forward, Rachel gently patted Chandler on the shoulder. "Chandler, you shouldn't have forced us to this extreme. Even a cornered dog will leap over a wall; humans are no different.

"Take this lesson to heart. You may never have another chance to reach such heights or navigate these business battles."

Letting out a dramatic sigh, Rachel turned to the bankers behind her, her tone impatient. "Why are you gentlemen still hanging around? Are you so eager to discuss collaboration with Mr. Newton and his fiancée?"

"We'll leave immediately…"

"Do you like it? I could get you one sometime," Helen offered casually. Her eyes remained fixed on the phone as she awaited Chandler's response.

Chandler shrugged, choosing to remain silent. After all, he preferred lightweight and compact phones. It puzzled him how Helen's petite hands could comfortably handle such a bulky device.

Meanwhile, Dennis received a message from Apex out of the blue. As he read it, a mix of amusement and bewilderment crossed his face.

Apex wrote, "Hey, guess what my favorite thing to do is?"

It was a question that posed no challenge at all.

Dennis quickly replied, "Ghosting people."

Almost every year, Apex would reach out to him once or twice. Despite Apex's intention to stage a comeback, each attempt failed to materialize successfully.