Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 862

Helen's acupuncture technique proved to be remarkably powerful. From that moment onward, Reggie found himself reconsidering his perception of her.

"Oh, I see," Jenson replied, nodding thoughtfully.

Reggie looked at Jenson with a hint of confusion. Was that all the reaction he could muster? How could he not be at least somewhat surprised?

After all, the ability to pinpoint pressure points with an acupuncture needle wasn't something an ordinary person could achieve.

However, Jenson's main concern seemed to be the potential repercussions once Larry's pressure points were released. He feared Larry might hold him accountable for the earlier misunderstanding.

With this in mind, Jenson decided a swift exit was the best course of action.

"Take good care of Mr. Whitmore!" Jenson said, giving Reggie a reassuring pat on the shoulder. With that, he hurried away like a rabbit.

Reggie stood there, feeling somewhat slighted.

Meanwhile, Jenson hurried over to Chandler and asked in a hushed tone, "What did Captain Whitmore do to anger Helen so much that he ended up like that?"

Chandler, already in a sour mood, responded impatiently, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't." With that, he abruptly left.

Feeling disheartened, Jenson scratched the back of his neck. He was becoming increasingly convinced that this place harbored numerous secrets.

Apart from Larry and Ambrose, Kyle also resided here. Jenson couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Kyle than met the eye.

Determined not to remain in the dark any longer, Jenson decided to settle into a room. He refused to believe he could spend another day here without uncovering the truth.

Nonetheless, the house offered little in terms of entertainment. As Jenson kept watch, fatigue eventually overcame him, and he drifted off to sleep.

In addition to the nurses, there were also seven or eight bodyguards standing watch. Maurice stood at the center with his hands behind his back, his brow deeply furrowed.

As Helen entered from the backyard, Maurice stepped forward eagerly to confront her.

"Helen, look at the mess you've caused. You went all the way to Randle Residence, but why didn't you bring Oliver back? Someone from the Randle family even broke his leg!"

Helen glanced briefly at Oliver on the ground before returning her attention to her phone. Without delay, she checked her bank account balance.

Sure enough, the balance remained unchanged from yesterday—Julian had yet to transfer the money.

It was the first time someone had dared to break their promise to her.