Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 908

"What's there to be curious about?" Ambrose remarked nonchalantly. "Considering Wyatt is part of Helen's circle, it's no surprise he has an impressive background."

As Jenson reflected for a moment, he realized that Ambrose had a valid point. Nonetheless, he secretly took out his phone and searched for information on "Wyatt Stone" and "Nigel Strickland".

The search results appeared quickly, predominantly filled with romance novels depicting wealthy CEOs falling for their charming housekeepers.

After scrolling through several pages, Jenson couldn't help but gasp as he clicked on an article titled "The Success Story of Wyatt Stone, the World's Richest Man, and His Butler, Nigel Strickland."

Observing Jenson's reaction, Reggie subtly glanced over at him.

Upon seeing the phrase "Wyatt Stone, the World's Richest Man", he swiftly averted his gaze, a knot forming in his throat.

Meanwhile, as Helen followed Wyatt to their table, she couldn't help but notice the presence of other guests.

Among them was a woman who appeared a few years younger than her. She exuded a carefree and enthusiastic aura typical of a devoted fan.

"Tonya, this is Helen," Wyatt introduced.

The woman turned out to be Tonya Stone, Wyatt's biological daughter. Helen hadn't anticipated Tonya's return to the country, knowing she had been raised abroad.

At Wyatt's introduction, Tonya reluctantly got up and approached Helen. In a haughty tone, she greeted her in Furinese, "Hello, it's nice to meet you."

Tonya sported a smug smile, convinced that Helen wouldn't be able to reply.

Much to her surprise, Helen responded fluently in Furinese, saying, "Hello, Tonya. Uncle Wyatt often speaks highly of you. You truly are as charming and spirited as he described."

Tonya's demeanor faltered upon hearing this. She curtly thanked Helen before withdrawing her hand.

Meanwhile, Wyatt chuckled heartily. "Helen, when did you become so fluent in Furinese?"

"Don't you remember, Uncle Wyatt? One of the Spencer family farm's major clients is Furinese. You were the one who introduced us to them. It's surprising you've forgotten already," Helen teased.

"Oh, yes, that's right." Wyatt suddenly recalled, waving his hand dismissively. "I'm getting older, and my memory isn't as sharp as it used to be. But let's not dwell on that. Come on, you must be hungry after your long flight. Let's eat first."

After dinner, Tonya followed Helen and the others as they left the restaurant. As they stepped outside, she immediately headed in the opposite direction.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Helen called after her.

"It's none of your business!" Tonya retorted sharply, casting a disdainful glance at Helen as she strode away.

"I can get you a personally signed poster from the elusive singer Hannah Mitchell," Helen casually mentioned.

Upon hearing this, Tonya froze. It was as if a tether had suddenly caught her. Without hesitation, she turned back toward Helen.

"Are you for real?" Tonya asked, her gaze fixed on Helen with a blend of skepticism and curiosity.

"I'll even throw in a personal portrait," Helen added.

Tonya's breath hitched with excitement. She grabbed Helen's arm and shook it urgently. "Where is it? Give it to me right now!"