Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 853

"Don't you two have anything better to do?" Helen said, pretending to be annoyed and raising her voice. "Alright then, since you're both so free, I'll put you in charge of bringing Owen here!"

"Who wants to go with him?" Ambrose and Shawn both protested simultaneously, exchanging glances.

"Why are you copying me?"

"You're the one who's copying me!"

"Oh, really? It looks like you are!"

"Seriously?"

Ambrose and Shawn turned away with a huff, their body language hinting at an imminent confrontation.

Helen pinched the bridge of her nose, her voice laced with irritation as she threatened, "If you don't get moving, you'll all be sleeping on the streets tonight."

"I'll take care of it!"

Ambrose and Shawn quickly reconciled, linking arms and huddling together as if they were inseparable, their smiles overly charming.

Helen rolled her eyes in exasperation, clearly fed up with their antics.

She turned to Callie and instructed, "For the next few days, stay here and don't go to campus. Also, take off that jacket. Head to my room later and choose a different outfit."

"Understood," Callie said, nodding in compliance.

After all, she was just an ordinary woman who had unexpectedly found herself involved in a murder case. Consequently, she had become more reserved and cautious, no longer daring to act too boldly.

Meanwhile, Ambrose and Shawn were quietly making their own plans.

"Alright, let's call a temporary truce. We'll take care of things for my lady first, and then we can deal with our own issues later."

With a final jump, she landed in Helen's yard, swiftly disappearing from everyone's sight.

Ambrose was dumbfounded. Why did he feel so slighted?

Helen's social circle was truly extraordinary; even her classmates possessed remarkable skills.

Nonetheless, what baffled Ambrose the most was the lack of amazement at Michelle's abilities. Even Callie, who had been startled by Ambrose earlier, remained deeply engrossed in her own concerns.

Ambrose cleared his throat and leaned casually toward Callie. "Hey Callie, don't you think Michelle is a bit over the top?"

"Yeah, sort of." Callie nodded. "She's too impatient."

Ambrose was taken aback, clutching his chest as he struggled to catch his breath. "I'm talking about this. Since when did ordinary people start performing acrobatics on rooftops?"

"I guess," Callie replied innocently. "But Michelle is Helen's friend. Isn't it normal for her to be talented?"