Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 914

"Your statement lacks any scientific validation," Tonya remarked impatiently. "You might as well admit you haven't given proper thought to preserving Hannah Mitchell's posters."

"Fair enough," Helen conceded.

Apart from entrepreneurs who enjoy flaunting their success, few others would openly choose to frame their own photos for display.

Tonya couldn't help but notice a peculiar undertone in Helen's voice. She raised her head abruptly, her sharp gaze fixing on Helen. "You know Hannah Mitchell," she stated confidently, convinced of her assumption.

"Yeah, sort of," Helen admitted.

Upon hearing this, Tonya straightened up suddenly. It appeared her intuition had been correct all along.

In this world, the only people who were immune to Hannah Mitchell's charm were either fools or those who were very close to her.

Only Hannah Mitchell's true friends would still regard her as ordinary, regardless of whether she achieved great success or faced disgrace.

"Helly," Tonya called out suddenly, catching Helen off guard.

Helen choked on her water and burst into a fit of coughing. "Your sudden switch-ups are hard to keep up with!" she quipped.

"So, Helly," Tonya continued, leaning in with her hands nervously fidgeting in front of her. "Could you please take me to meet Hannah Mitchell? It's been my lifelong dream to see her in person. I swear, if I could just have that chance, I'd die happy!"

Helen leaned back, eyeing Tonya cautiously. She hadn't foreseen dealing with such a dedicated fan who was willing to go to extreme lengths to meet her idol.

With no better option, Helen resorted to a stalling tactic. "Meeting her could be a possibility, but we'll need to set some ground rules. You must first meet the expectations of me and Uncle Wyatt; only then will I arrange for you to meet Hannah Mitchell."

"Deal!" Tonya exclaimed eagerly. Worried that Helen might reconsider, she swiftly clasped Helen's hand and gave it a firm shake, her face lighting up with a smile.

As Helen observed Tonya's enthusiastic demeanor, she shook her head in resignation.

As everyone assembled at the door, they realized Chandler was missing.

"Where's Chandler?" Helen asked Jenson.

Jenson waved his hand, indicating he had no idea.

"Mr. Chandler has some matters to take care of," Reggie explained. "I'll stay by your side, Ms. Spencer; there shouldn't be any problems."

Jenson draped an arm around Reggie's shoulder. "Perhaps you've misinterpreted Chandler," he remarked. "Look at Helen—does she really need your protection?"

Reggie was perplexed, his face betraying his confusion.

"Just figure it out as you go!" Jenson advised, giving Reggie's shoulder a reassuring pat before nudging him into the car.