Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 714

The next day came swiftly. Helen had just exited Sylvia's hospital room when Rachel appeared at the door.

Sensing Rachel's aggressive demeanor, Chandler immediately positioned himself protectively in front of Helen.

"Helen, you bitch! What have you done to Chad?" Rachel pointed accusingly at Helen, her eyes blazing with fury.

Rachel had tirelessly sought out the top doctors in the city, but none were willing to intervene. The one who did attempt treatment nearly caused Chad to suffer a heart attack.

With life and death at stake, Rachel took no chances. Through the night, she urgently dispatched people to search for Helen and wasted no time finding her as soon as daylight broke.

Helen's expression remained stoic, her lips barely curling into a smile. "There's no need for such hasty gratitude. Fulfilling Chad's wishes was simply a small favor on my part."

Upon hearing this, Rachel's fury boiled over, and she spat in indignation.

"Who's thanking you? You nearly killed my son, for goodness' sake! Do you seriously think you can get away with this unscathed? If anything happens to Chad, neither you nor that old hag inside will escape punishment!"

Upon hearing Rachel's disrespectful remarks aimed at Sylvia, Chandler frowned, his gaze hardening. "Mrs. Freeman, please mind your language."

Chandler had always considered Sylvia as family; he had no tolerance for threats or insults from anyone outside their circle.

Seeing Chandler fiercely defend Helen, Rachel's fury surged. She directed her anger at him, admonishing, "You were once a celebrated prodigy, but look at what you've become.

"You've brought disgrace upon the entire Newton family. Despite everything, you stubbornly cling to this woman. Priscilla must be truly cursed to have a son like you!"

Despite Rachel's heated words, Chandler remained composed, maintaining his dignified demeanor as the president of Newton Group.

He responded calmly, "Ms. Sylvia has retired for the night. If you have any business to discuss, kindly do so elsewhere. Please refrain from disturbing her."

Rachel could only gasp out a few words before her face began to redden from the lack of oxygen. She gazed desperately at Helen, shock and a plea evident in her eyes.

Despite Rachel's distress, Helen remained unmoved. She regarded Rachel in her grasp like an insignificant insect, fully aware that a slight squeeze could end her existence. She felt no fear at the prospect of a violent outcome.

After all, Sylvia was Helen's bottom line—someone no one could harm, not even with mere words.

Soon, Rachel's face began to flush purple from lack of oxygen. Unable to remain passive, Chandler stepped forward and firmly grasped Helen's tense wrist.

"Ms. Sylvia is in the hospital room. Let's avoid alarming her," Chandler advised softly, careful not to startle Helen.

Upon hearing this, Helen abruptly snapped out of her trance.