Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 762

A few minutes later, Jenson rushed back inside, bubbling with excitement. "It's happening! We've set up a meeting at Shadow Lounge tomorrow. Eagle himself will be there!"

As Jenson's words trailed off, Dennis couldn't help but burst into laughter. He quickly covered his mouth with a clenched fist, stifling a sly giggle.

"What's so amusing?" Jenson retorted. He was baffled by how the media portrayed Dennis as aloof and cold.

At that moment, Jenson couldn't shake the feeling that Dennis' laughter concealed a hint of disdain, stirring an impulse to approach and land a punch on him.

"It's nothing," Dennis managed to say between stifled chuckles. There was a hint of something unsaid in his tone.

Unable to contain herself any longer, Helen interjected, "Do you really think someone from SK Group would just show up at Shadow Lounge?"

"What's all the fuss about Shadow Lounge?" Jenson seemed utterly puzzled. "It's where numerous major deals are sealed. Plus, it's renowned for its strict confidentiality!"

Upon hearing this, Dennis chuckled even louder. Rising from his seat, he approached Helen and gently patted her shoulder. "It seems your friend here is rather naive."

With that, he confidently walked out alongside the poker-faced man who had entered earlier.

"What's his problem?" Jenson snapped, his eyes narrowing as he watched Dennis walk away. It was obvious that Dennis held Jenson in contempt.

Meanwhile, Helen brushed off Jenson's question. She redirected the conversation, asking, "When did you agree to meet?"

"9:00 pm tomorrow," Jenson answered.

"Got it," Helen replied nonchalantly. With a smooth motion, she threw three darts from her hand, each hitting the dartboard bullseye.

Jenson's gaze followed the trajectory of the darts. When he glanced back, he noticed Helen had vanished without a trace.

Scratching his head in confusion, he muttered to himself, "What's going on? This is so strange…"

…

Unaware of the tension, Bruce continued to belittle Helen, remarking, "See, this is what happens when you introduce an outsider like her into our family; they just can't be brought up properly. When it's crunch time, who's the one handling all the dirty work? It's none other than me, your son!"

Upon hearing this, Charlie swiftly knocked over the foot basin, drenching Bruce with water.

"Dad! What's gotten into you?" Bruce sprang up, grabbing a towel to dry himself off.

"You can't speak about Helen like that!" Charlie snapped back, clearly upset.

"Are you serious right now?" Bruce exclaimed, his frustration evident on his face. "What did I say that was wrong? Am I not the one looking out for both of you now? Haven't I been taking care of you? It feels like you've forgotten who's really here for you!"

Charlie turned his head away, not bothering to lift an eye. "I'm sure hiring a caregiver would be less trouble than dealing with you!"

"Mom, can you believe Dad?" Bruce glanced at Sylvia, his expression full of grievance.

"What's wrong with what he said?" Sylvia exclaimed, her voice laced with frustration. "If you keep targeting Helen like this, both of you might as well pack your bags and leave!"