Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 878

Helen narrowed her eyes and let out a cold chuckle. Suddenly, she raised her hand and delivered a sharp slap to Mike's forehead, followed swiftly by a flurry of rapid ones.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you good-for-nothing? You should find yourself a girlfriend! A girlfriend! How many times do I have to tell you?"

Mike staggered back from the unexpected barrage, leaving Jim wide-eyed in disbelief.

The typically decisive and tough Mike appeared surprisingly submissive under a woman's influence. Then again, Helen wasn't just any woman.

After enduring a few more slaps, Mike straightened up, assuming a more assertive stance. "Enough! This is my territory! Show me some respect!"

Seeing him regain his composure, Helen finally relented and stepped aside.

However, Mike quickly reverted to his usual self. He leaned in closer, playfully linking arms with Helen. "See, this is what real sisters do!"

Chandler raised his left eyebrow. "Sisters?"

"What else would we be?" Mike retorted. "What's your concern anyway? Useless man, since you're not mine, just stay away and don't cause trouble for Hels!"

Chandler found himself momentarily speechless.

Below the stage, Ambrose and Jenson involuntarily shivered, feeling goosebumps crawling over their skin.

"Enough of this," Helen cut in sharply, turning her head. "Where are the items I asked for?"

Upon hearing this, Mike's playful demeanor faded. He let go of Helen's arm and walked back to his chair.

"It's not that I refuse to give them to you. You know how I am—I thrive on watching men battle it out. Right now, I don't have any suncrest ferns, and the daylilies are already designated as a prize in the arena."

Mike massaged his temples, his frustration written across his face. "Thanks a lot, thanks a million!"

"Don't mention it, dear sister. Sometimes, it's a woman's job to keep a man in check!" Helen chuckled in response.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you," Mike replied dejectedly. He waved his hand and gestured to Jim. "Take them to the arena."

"What about you?" Jim asked, worried about Mike's eyes.

"Just go!" Mike interjected firmly.

"Alright, alright!" Jim replied, nodding vigorously. He then turned to Helen and Chandler, gesturing courteously. "Ms. Spencer and Mr. Newton, please follow me this way."