Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 987

Otto observed Faye with a relaxed demeanor, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He chose to remain silent, not offering any immediate response.

Faye, interpreting his silence as approval, turned to Helen and remarked, "I'm sorry if I overshadowed you, Bee. The truth is, I wasn't happy during my engagement with Ronald. Now that I finally have the chance to pursue true love, I have to embrace it with all the courage I have."

Helen arched an eyebrow and said, "It doesn't really matter. It might not be a good thing, after all. Women who obsessively chase after true love often don't end up well."

"It seems a bit petty to worry about that," Faye replied with an air of arrogance, as though she had already imagined herself as Otto's future wife.

"Even if your future husband were to face financial difficulties, you'd support him, wouldn't you? If he's truly the right person, why fear the uncertainties of the future?"

"Indeed," Helen said with a wry smile. "I suppose I'm not as daring as you, Faye. I lack the audacity to dream big or act impulsively."

Faye's expression shifted uneasily at Helen's words, sensing an underlying message she couldn't quite decipher.

Realizing they were at a party, she quickly put on her most enthusiastic and eager smile. "Otto, this is Bee's event. Let's head inside and continue our chat."

She stepped forward, reaching for Otto's arm. But just as her hand was about to make contact, Otto deftly shifted his arm away.

"Please, behave yourself," Otto said, his expression growing cold.

Faye's hand awkwardly lingered in mid-air, and her smile became strained. She let out a forced, cheerful laugh, trying to ease the tension. "I have to say, Otto, you're quite the comedian."

"Who said I was joking?" Otto replied, his face remaining stoic. "Do I even know you?"

Faye's posture stiffened. "But you just told my dad you wanted to marry me…"

"Oh," Otto said with a feigned air of realization, his tone indifferent. "I was under the impression that the Boston family had just one daughter. I didn't realize adopted ones were included too."

"Did you see Faye just now? She was practically throwing herself at him—what a disgrace!"

"It's astounding how swiftly Faye has moved on since her fiancé's death—how could she possibly be worth anything? Mr. Sheridan is fortunate to be spared from her."

"Absolutely. She's just an adopted daughter, yet she dares to imagine being with Otto. It's absurd! Otto is the epitome of the elite, the crème de la crème.

"Does she really think someone of his stature would choose someone like her as his wife? She must be delusional if she believes in true love. How shameless!"

"She completely deserves this. I've always found Faye's snobbish attitude irritating. Now she's finally getting a taste of being cast aside!"

The room buzzed with scornful whispers. Faye gritted her teeth, her face flushed with anger. She had no choice but to endure the humiliation.

A lapse in control could ruin everything. The embarrassment she had already suffered was more than enough. If she couldn't maintain her composure, she would certainly become the subject of endless ridicule.