Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 921

As the auction approached its end, Helen had only placed a bid on a single stone.

It wasn't due to a lack of valuable options; rather, she was intent on avoiding any conflict with Otto, the shrewd manipulator.

Given his control over the city's economic lifeblood, he was likely to have laid several traps. To avoid giving Otto an edge, Helen had to control her impulses.

However, Helen found the need to restrain herself deeply frustrating. As the event came to a close, she shot Otto a fierce glare as he got ready to leave.

Sensing the weight of her stare, Otto turned to find himself locked in Helen's cold, piercing gaze. He was briefly taken aback, his expression shifting to one of confusion.

After leaving the lounge, Otto didn't immediately head out; instead, he paused near the door.

When Helen emerged, she bumped straight into him, her eyes flashing with a menacing glare.

"Ms. Spencer, is there a particular reason you're looking at me that way?" Otto asked with a smirk.

"And how am I supposed to look at you?" Helen retorted. "Taking what others want isn't exactly gentlemanly behavior, you know."

Otto averted his gaze, a subtle smile lingering on his lips.

Helen's frustration grew. Did Otto really think that his smug grin was still charming at his age?

"Why can't you see it as me simply trying to win you over?" Otto suddenly asked.

"Because I'm already engaged," Helen replied firmly. "I don't need anyone else's efforts to win me over except for my fiancé's. Anyone else trying is just being foolish."

Foolish?

Otto wasn't sure whether to feel flattered or insulted. He sighed helplessly as he considered the situation. Raising an eyebrow, he scrutinized Helen with a bold, unwavering stare.

"Well done, Helen!" Jenson called out. Stepping forward, he clapped sharply in front of Otto.

Chandler, however, lacked these qualities. His extremity manifested in his cold and detached demeanor, causing him to treat both men and women with equal indifference.

As Helen thought about Chandler, her spirits improved slightly. However, she quickly became concerned again, uncertain about how things were progressing on his end.

Without delay, she pulled out her phone and sent him a message, "Are you done with work yet?"

As Otto settled into his car, his phone buzzed.

As he looked at the screen, a warm smile spread across his face.

The woman beside him couldn't help but glance over, and a trace of confusion flickered in her eyes.

"Laura, don't think I didn't catch that judgmental look you just gave me," Otto quipped, his gaze remaining locked on his phone.