Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 73

Helen wanted to say that she had dinner with Tyrone at the same table just last night and was immune to his face by now. However, she didn't want to burst her friend's bubble.

"Sure, I'll go with you if I'm free."

Phishie was so excited. "Helen, you're the best!"

They walked hand in hand toward the classroom. Anne saw this from behind and felt incredibly uneasy.

Many of her hangers-on had disappeared due to her family's situation, whereas Helen's relationship with Phishie had only grown stronger.

This made Anne feel a sense of unfairness. Why did Helen always outshine her?

"Helen, you really get on my nerves." Anne clenched her fists.

With the Encerian Week speech competition coming up, if something terrible were to happen to Helen...

With that thought, a malicious idea sprouted in Anne's heart.

...

Tyrone was quite popular, and discussions about him could be heard wherever he went.

At 3:00 pm, Tyrone appeared on campus as scheduled.

Wherever he went, there was always a crowd surrounding him, especially at the building where he was filming.

Usually, that building wasn't used much but the situation was quite different now. Phishie and Helen couldn't even squeeze in.

"I would have come earlier if I knew it would be this bad. Now I can't even catch a glimpse of my husband." Phishie felt regretful that she couldn't see her idol.

Helen looked at the crowd and tugged at Phishie's sleeve. "Are you sure you still want to go in?"

Phishie practically pounced on her, exclaiming, "What? Are you serious? You're not teasing me, are you? You actually know my husband? This is incredible!"

Helen took out her phone and made a call to Tyrone. In less than five minutes, Tyrone's assistant personally came to escort Helen and Phishie.

"Ms. Spencer, please follow me." Tyrone led them through another entrance.

Phishie was highly excitable the whole time. She almost fainted when she finally saw Tyrone.

"Honey..." Phishie began. That term of endearment immediately drew the attention of the surrounding staff.

Phishie quickly corrected herself, saying, "Tyrone, I'm your fan, Phishie." She introduced herself overwhelmed with excitement.

Tyrone politely replied, "Hello!"

Then he looked at Helen and asked, "Did you need something?"