Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 909

"Wait a second," Tonya interjected, regaining her composure. "How did you know I'm a fan of Hannah Mitchell? Did my dad spill the beans? You both planned this, didn't you?"

"Why do you always assume the worst about Uncle Wyatt?" Helen replied nonchalantly. "He didn't say anything. I figured it out on my own."

"Wait, you figured it out? How?" Tonya asked skeptically. "We hardly exchanged a few words."

Helen's gaze settled on Tonya as she calmly explained, "The charm on your bag is a figurine of Hannah Mitchell. Your bag is from an event Hannah Mitchell attended. Even your outfit is designed by Lily, who happens to be Hannah Mitchell's favorite designer.

"But since Hannah Mitchell withdrew from the public eye, Lily has halted her designs. So, the outfit you're wearing must be something you found on an online resale platform."

Tonya was left baffled. "What exactly do you do?"

"Are you curious to find out?" Helen asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tonya nodded absentmindedly.

"Figure it out yourself," Helen retorted with a serious expression. With that, she turned and walked away.

Tonya hesitated briefly before hurriedly catching up to Helen. "Hey, you still haven't given me Hannah Mitchell's signed poster and personal portrait!"

With a smirk on his face, Jenson slid up next to Tonya. "I happen to know Hannah Mitchell. Just call me 'bro,' and I'll help you get them. What do you say?"

Jenson admired Tonya's cool and clueless demeanor; she was exactly the kind of sister he hoped for.

Tonya shot him a sharp look and warned, "Stay away from me!"

Feeling disheartened, Jenson quietly moved closer to Reggie and Ambrose.

As he approached, Jenson observed Reggie and Ambrose intentionally slowing their pace, widening the gap between them and him.

"Hey, you guys!" Jenson called out angrily, coming to a sudden stop.

Despite his shout, Reggie and Ambrose paid no attention to Jenson. They briskly walked past him to catch up with Helen.

Jenson gritted his teeth in frustration. He realized that he was now the one being ignored.

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"What are you doing here?" Faye demanded sternly.

"We're here for the same reason as you," Jenson quipped.

Faye narrowed her eyes. It seemed that things weren't going to proceed smoothly after all.

"Helen, even if you don't like me, you'd better not joke about something as critical as land acquisition. Driving up the price could have severe consequences for the entire Boston family's interests," Faye cautioned, her tone gentle yet firm.

"Well, that's not necessarily true," Chandler chimed in. "If Helen acquires this land and joins Boston Group, wouldn't she still be contributing to the company? Isn't that right, Ms. Boston?"

Faye gritted her teeth, her eyes revealing a simmering rage. She knew Helen had been scheming from the outset to seize control of the Boston family's assets.

Was Helen now unable to restrain herself? Could she be aiming to infiltrate the company by acquiring this land?

How absurd.

Regardless, she was determined not to let Helen succeed.