Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 988

Helen clicked her tongue, feeling a mix of frustration and confusion. She thought she had been clear with Otto in Dardford. So, why was he being so stubborn?

Perhaps the renowned Otto was simply a masochist, deriving some twisted pleasure from repeated rejection.

"Mr. Sheridan, you should know that Bianca is already engaged," Aaron interjected.

"I'm aware," Otto replied, his gaze fixed intently on Helen. "But engagement isn't the same as marriage. Until there's a marriage certificate, I still have a chance, don't I?"

"But I don't want your attention," Helen said firmly. "I'm deeply in love with my fiancé and have no interest in anyone else."

Otto's expression grew cold as he commanded, "Bring it over."

Upon hearing this, Laura approached Helen with an elegantly wrapped gift box. "Ms. Boston, Mr. Sheridan has prepared this special gift for you."

"What is it?" Helen asked, clearly uninterested in accepting it.

"It's something you've been wanting," Otto replied. "You can take a look and then decide if you might be open to giving me a chance."

Helen found herself wavering as she observed Otto's confident demeanor.

Despite his persistent pursuit, his achievement in elevating Stagville's economy beyond Aguilisco's suggested he had exceptional skills. He might be able to offer unexpected assistance.

Yet, emotionally, Helen was reluctant to feel obligated to him. She was the type who preferred to clarify and settle favors with everyone, including Chandler. She had yet to fully learn to rely on him.

With this in mind, Helen extended her hand and accepted the gift.

Tonya stepped forward and opened the box, revealing the Rockefeller emerald.

The brilliant, intense red of the emerald instantly drew the attention of everyone in the room.

"It's absolutely stunning," someone commented in awe.

Meanwhile, Tonya wasn't in the mood to be a display model. She picked a bar counter and had the waiter clear away the champagne. She then set the Rockefeller emerald on the surface, inviting guests to take a closer look.

The crowd, mesmerized by the sight, focused intently on the bar counter. They edged closer in silent awe, reducing the distance to just half a meter.

Despite their keen interest, they made sure to leave a space for the Boston family, allowing the Rockefeller emerald to be viewed from a distance.