Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 906

With this in mind, Helen was reluctant to bother Sebastian unless it was absolutely necessary. However, because it involved Shawn, she had no choice but to seek his assistance.

The potential threat from unknown adversaries was serious; Helen feared Shawn might have been abducted by people associated with the current SK Group.

Given their audacious act of drugging Kyle previously, she couldn't dismiss the possibility of them employing even more severe tactics against Shawn.

Time was of the essence, compelling Helen to act quickly.

"Please send your friend's photo and any other relevant information. I'll mobilize my team immediately," Sebastian replied without hesitation.

Despite her reluctance to interrupt Sebastian's rest, Helen knew that nighttime was prime for covert operations. "Okay, I'll send it right away," she agreed swiftly.

With that, she prepared to end the call.

"Wait, please don't hang up yet," Sebastian interjected. "You didn't run into any trouble at the black market, did you?"

"No, the people who oversee the black market are friends of mine; no one would dare cross me," Helen replied frankly. "And besides, they weren't involved in Shawn's disappearance."

"Who asked about that? My main concern is your safety," Sebastian responded, his tone carrying a hint of reproach. "Do you think I'm unaware of what kind of place the black market is? It's a melting pot of all sorts of individuals."

He added, "Why is the University of Glendale so lax with its oversight now? Shouldn't they monitor students going out at night?"

"Come on, Mr. Puckett, please set aside your old-fashioned views!" Helen sighed, shaking her head in resignation. "These days, the focus is on promoting a more liberal education and allowing young people to thrive freely. Adhering strictly to rules and regulations is outdated."

"Don't try to muddy the waters. It's good to value freedom, but without discipline, chaos inevitably follows. Once people lose their moral compass, it's easy to stray into criminal activities.

"With your exceptional talents and sharp mind, I worry you might be taken advantage of by the wrong people," Sebastian remarked, his concern evident.

"Goodness, why are you so chatty? You nag more than my grandpa ever did! Just you wait, I might mention this to Mrs. Puckett later. Perhaps then she could subject you to some constant chatter in your ear!" Helen huffed.

"Kyle? Is that you?" The black hand's voice was muted, clearly trying to conceal his location.

"It's Hela," she replied in a deep, masculine tone.

"Tell me where you are, and I'll come find you," the black hand said warily, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings.

With his current injuries, he knew that being discovered would leave him no choice but to surrender.

After a moment of consideration, Helen relayed a location in Stagville based on Faye's itinerary. Before she could add anything else, the black hand abruptly ended the call.

Helen could almost sense the profound turmoil that had driven the black hand to gather his courage and make that important phone call.

Fortunately, she didn't miss it.