Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 895

"This…" This was different from what Dennis had in mind.

He looked at Helen, who seemed unconcerned and couldn't believe it, no matter what. Ignoring his pricey suit, he hurried to the door and craned his neck to look outside.

He glanced around and saw no one at all.

With his hands on his hips, he turned and stood there in a daze for a few seconds. He then walked back to stand opposite Helen and sized her up from head to toe again with doubtful eyes.

"You're Apex?" Dennis asked.

"It's me." Helen crossed her arms over her chest.

Dennis was displeased. "You don't have to joke with me like this even if you can't make an appointment with Apex. Don't tell me you have never even met him in person."

"If I'm not Apex, then what do you think Apex should look like?" Helen asked calmly.

"Not like you, anyway," Dennis let out a disgusted sigh. Turning his head, he saw that Chandler was about to open the Romanee Conti. He quickly ran over to stop him.

"Don't touch it. I prepared this for Apex. If you guys drink it, what should I serve when I really meet him later?"

A delicate woman's voice rang out behind him. "Lychee, you're really petty."

Dennis felt as if a blockage in his meridians had been cleared, and his pupils instantly dilated. He turned around in disbelief.

"How do you know this nickname?" He looked puzzled. "Apex even told you that?"

Lychee wasn't really his nickname. When he worked with Apex back then, Apex thought that his family was similar to the fruit lychee, so he casually came up with the nickname.

It was with Apex's intervention that he was able to turn the tide and pull the man down from the top of the pyramid.

Therefore, Dennis didn't only think of Apex as his idol but also his savior. Without Apex, he wouldn't have been able to avenge his mother and regain his dignity.

"Do you still not believe me?" Helen almost ran out of patience.

"No, I'm just still not used to it." Dennis looked a little flustered as he mocked himself, "Perhaps I just didn't expect that someone who could casually utilize billions in funds would be a young woman."

Helen wasn't even 20 years old yet, which meant that six or seven years ago, she was only 12 or 13 years old. It was truly hard to imagine that she was already making a significant impact in the stock market at that age.

Helen got up and walked to his side, patting his arm reassuringly like a mature adult. "It's okay, Lychee. You're still young. As you gain more experience, you'll know that there is always someone better out there."

Dennis was at a loss for words. He had never expected that one day he would be lectured by a 20-year-old.