Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 831

"The Boston family?" Kiara exclaimed, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

While the Randle and Boston families each excelled in different industries, both were highly influential in Glendale. The Bostons, in particular, had even more deeply entrenched roots in the community than the Randles.

As a prestigious medical family, the Boston family had a long history of treating numerous patients over the years.

The extensive network they had built through their doctor-patient relationships was something only others could envy.

If a showdown with the Bostons ever occurred, the Randle family would be completely outmatched.

Upon realizing this, Kiara's earlier arrogance swiftly dissipated.

Standing nearby, Ambrose couldn't help but notice the immediate shift in Kiara's demeanor from confidence to fear. With a dismissive glance, he stepped forward and effortlessly picked her up.

Kiara struggled to escape in her skirt, her movements cautious to avoid exposing herself. As a result, she couldn't even get close to Ambrose's hand.

Disregarding Kiara's futile attempts, Ambrose casually walked to a nearby trash bin and abruptly released her.

Kiara lost her balance instantly and fell clumsily against the bin, her once-elegant outfit quickly smeared with dirt.

As she tried to stand, Kiara's hand accidentally plunged into a pile of discarded kitchen waste on the ground. The slimy, mushy texture caused her to scream in horror.

Seeing her distress, Ambrose couldn't help but sneer. "Don't you know that trash belongs where it's meant to be?"

With that, he turned on his heel and returned to the house.

As Ambrose's figure disappeared around the corner, Charlotte approached cautiously. "Ms. Randle, are you okay?"

Enraged, Kiara shoved her hand away. "Are you incompetent or something? Why didn't you lend a hand? What are you still hanging around for?"

As Charlotte was about to respond, she couldn't help but notice Kiara's grimy hands clutching her shoulder. The sight of her new clothes stained with dirt made Charlotte wince in disgust.

"What are you looking at? I'll get you a new one later. Stop being so petty and help me up!" Kiara snapped.

"What? She's actually sick? Why didn't you mention it sooner? I accidentally touched her just now!" Ambrose exclaimed, hurriedly rubbing his hand against his clothes to remove any potential germs.

"Stop being such a wimp," Shawn said with a dismissive click of his tongue. "Don't worry, it's not contagious. But given what just happened with Helen, I doubt Kiara will make it through the month."

Ambrose was startled. "That can't be true. Is it really that serious?"

He had always known Helen for her combat skills and her talent for saving lives, but he hadn't realized she was equally ruthless when it came to taking them.

"Isn't that why she's called 'Boss'?" Shawn remarked with a smug smirk, as though he were more ruthless than Helen herself.

Standing nearby, Della struggled to maintain her composure, her legs betraying her with a slight tremor.

Was Helen truly that formidable? Could taking Chandler away from her mean that Della would only have a month left to live?

Nervously swallowing, Della quietly made her way toward the door.