Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 994

"You're the one I'm planning to marry," Otto said. "If I'm not helping you, who else would I help?"

Helen shot him a sharp look. "Spare me the 'upholding pride' routine. I need a reason that's actually convincing."

Otto let out a resigned sigh. "While that's partly true, there's more to it."

He locked eyes with Helen. "It's also about business."

Helen's eyebrows arched in disbelief. "Business?"

"Exactly," Otto confirmed. "You've been remarkably successful with the Rockefeller emeralds. It's clear it's not just luck. Someone who combines fortune with skill—that's a rare find. Personally, I'm drawn to people who have both."

"Really? The head of Destiny Corporation puts stock in something as fickle as luck?" Helen's expression was one of clear skepticism.

"Absolutely," Otto said, shrugging slightly. "Luck might seem as unpredictable as the weather, but sometimes you just have to embrace it. The scales of fate often tilt in favor of those who already have good fortune. So, Ms. Boston, does my desire to benefit from your luck satisfy you?"

Helen arched an eyebrow, considering his explanation. It sounded improbable, yet oddly reasonable. Some people clung to superstitions, while others relied on practical determination. Luck, in this context, was just another preference.

"Reluctantly," Helen said, slipping the USB drive into her bag. Her gesture conceded to his motives, even as she maintained her cautious stance.

Out of nowhere, Otto said again, "By the way, I've stumbled upon some information about Chandler. It might interest you."

Helen's eyes narrowed. She pulled a silver needle from her bag and hurled it toward Otto's face.

Helen avoided the crowd by slipping through the garden and exiting via the back door. She hailed a cab to whisk her away.

Upon returning to Spencer Residence, Helen's original plan had been to check on Sylvia. But spotting Reggie at the gate caused a shift in her plans. She redirected her steps toward Chandler's courtyard.

Reggie stood there like a stone pillar, his expression unreadable and detached.

"Reggie Ashford, that's quite a distinctive name," Helen remarked.

She had already verified that Reggie was affiliated with Destiny Corporation, which wasn't unusual. But with Otto now involving himself in Chandler's affairs, she knew she had to tread carefully.

"Ms. Spencer, is there something you need?" Reggie asked, his gaze fixed blankly on the ground.