Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 85

"I'll give you a ride," Zac offered.

Helen then glanced at Phishie, who had no objections. Phishie said, "That works out perfectly. I'll have my driver go back, and the three of us can go together."

They got into Zac's car and headed toward Phishie's house.

Some of Hannah's classic songs started playing, and Zac glanced at Helen through the rearview mirror. He was about to say something when Phishie excitedly asked, "Wow, you like Hannah's songs too?"

Zac redirected his attention and nodded lightly. "I've liked her for many years."

Phishie felt that she had finally found someone who understood her. "Really? Me too! I've been a fan of hers since her first song, 'Forgotten Waters.' Almost every one of her songs has been on repeat on my phone."

"Is that so? Then the three of us can be groupies together," Zac smiled.

Phishie looked at Helen excitedly. "Helen, do you also like Hannah's songs?"

Helen cleared her throat as if she was hiding something, but she nodded when she was faced with Phishie's expectant gaze. "Yes, I do."

Phishie was even happier and chatted non-stop. She recalled Hannah's journey from her debut song, "Forgotten Sea" to her later hits. She remembered each of her songs vividly.

She sighed. "I've been a fan of hers for several years, but it's a pity. Hannah has never appeared in public, and to this day, I still don't know what she looks like. I've just been deeply drawn to her music for all these years."

Zac empathized with her sentiment. "I'm curious too. I wonder what a woman with such talent looks like. I don't know if there will be any new songs in the future."

Helen watched them express their sentiments, but she didn't say anything.

They soon arrived at Phishie's house, and Zac followed them inside under Phishie's warm invitation.

Phishie's mother was an elegant and gentle woman. She warmly greeted Helen. "You must be Helen. Phishie has always mentioned you. Welcome to our home."

Phishie kissed Helen's cheek, and Helen wiped it off with a look of disgust. "Ew, your saliva."

However, Phishie didn't mind at all. Just the thought of being able to collect all the rare albums of Hannah made her incredibly happy.

Emma came carrying a fruit plate and asked, "What's making you so happy?"

Phishie held onto her mother's arm and said, "I won't tell you."

Emma smiled and said, "Oh, now you're keeping secrets from your mom."

Emma peeled some lychees and offered them to Phishie, "Ms. Wilson bought these. They're your favorite, so give them a taste."

"Thank you, Mom!" Phishie took some and shared them with Helen. The three of them then chatted away happily.