Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 955

Helen didn't go to bed. Instead, she took the opportunity to set up a meeting with the black hand.

At exactly 2:00 pm, a series of knocks came at her door. The rhythmic pattern of three-two-one tapped out clearly. Helen hurried to the door and opened it.

"Good afternoon, miss. This is room service. Would you like me to clean your room?" the black hand announced.

He was impeccably dressed in a shirt, vest, and bow tie, flawlessly portraying the role of a hotel attendant.

"Perfect timing—I've made a mess on the carpet. Please come in and clean it up, but keep the noise to a minimum; I'm about to take another nap," Helen said calmly as she let him in.

Once the door was closed, the black hand turned to look at her, his smile fading instantly. A flicker of unease flashed in his eyes as he regarded Helen.

"Are you the black hand?" Helen asked, breaking the silence.

"Are you working with Kyle?" the black hand asked.

Helen shook her head. "No, he's not my employer. I'm just a freelance contractor, much like yourself."

"Then you must be with SK Group. When is Kyle coming?" the black hand asked arrogantly.

He didn't associate the seemingly frail woman before him with Hela, the organization's top operative. He assumed she was just a temporary contact sent by Kyle.

However, the idea of Kyle sending someone like her seemed utterly misplaced. Aside from Hela, no one in the organization was fit to act as an intermediary between him and Kyle, especially not someone who looked so young.

"Who said he's coming?" Helen asked with an air of innocence.

"Are you trying to take me for a fool?" The black hand's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing across them.

Although the ambush in Lerthi Town had established the caller's credibility, it didn't ensure the sincerity of their motives.

As a prominent figure in SK Group, the black hand was naturally wary of falling into yet another trap.

Yes, that had to be it!

With SK Group's internal network compromised and the appearance of two Kyles, anything seemed possible.

Though he couldn't fully grasp the reasons behind it, the black hand knew he had to leave immediately.

In an instant, he pulled a smoke grenade from his pocket and tossed it to the floor. Dense smoke erupted, filling the room in seconds. Helen heard the door slam open and saw a shadow darting out before her.

As the smoke thickened, Helen's frustration mounted.

Wasn't the black hand being a bit excessive?

After all, Helen was just a seemingly harmless young woman. Was it really necessary to resort to such drastic measures just to get away from her?