Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities

Chapter 7

In fact, Margaret hadn't graduated yet. But the Leonards spent a lot of money to withdraw her from university.

The Leonards and the Newtons had a decades-long friendship. Margaret had liked Chandler since she was a child, and the Leonards had also trained her as the future Mrs. Newton.

However, she didn't expect Helen to appear.

Margaret wondered why this ugly girl from the countryside was qualified to choose one of the scions from the Newtons as her fiancé.

But it didn't matter as long as Helen didn't choose Chandler.

...

The car drove slowly to the Newtons' villa. The other scions were all at home.

Everyone warmly greeted Margaret, whom they hadn't seen for a long time. She gave them the gifts she had bought from overseas.

Looking at Helen, she paused and said apologetically, "Sorry, Helen. I had no idea that you live with the Newtons, so I didn't prepare a gift for you."

Helen only thought that this woman was hypocritical. Before she could speak, the talkative Jenson interrupted, "Margaret, you're not familiar with her anyway. Why are you embarrassed?"

While opening the gift, he exclaimed in amazement, "Wow, a new game console! It's a limited edition! Margaret, you're so good to me!"

Helen was out of tune with everyone. She didn't want to join them, so she went upstairs alone.

But after a while, someone knocked on the door. Opening the door, she looked at Chandler in confusion.

"The Leonards held a banquet tonight to welcome Margaret back to Choloot. Grandpa has requested me to take you along."

It was his turn to pick up Helen today, so he was also in charge of her affairs.

She originally didn't want to go, but Esmond had already asked Chandler to bring her along. It seemed impossible to refuse it.

Sighing helplessly, she followed him, heading to the fashion boutique with Margaret.

Arriving there, he sat on the sofa and waited for them.

Margaret took Helen's hand warmly. "Helen, don't be nervous when you attend the banquet later. If you need anything, just come to me. You can rest assured."

Helen couldn't stand her hypocrisy, smiling lightly. "It's okay. Mr. Newton Senior has asked Chandler to bring me along. I feel at ease with him."

Margaret's face visibly stiffened, and she unconsciously tightened her hand while holding Helen's. But she soon regained her amiable demeanor.

"I see. Well, let's choose a dress. We don't want to keep Chandler waiting." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She smiled and added, "I buy dresses often. How about I choose one for you?"

"Okay."

"How about this one?"

Helen glanced at the clothes in Margaret's hand. It was a dark green tube top dress. This kind of dress was usually worn by those in their 30s or 40s, which didn't match her.

As she thought, this woman was indeed hypocritical.

"How about it? Do you like it?" Margaret expected that Helen was from the countryside and wouldn't know fashion.

Sure enough, Helen nodded. "Okay, I'll wear this one."

She did not care about her clothes since she already made herself ugly.

Margaret smiled meaningfully. "Then let's go put on makeup."

"Thanks, I don't need it. I've had skin allergies recently."

She didn't comment. After all, she would only be happier to see Helen ugly.

After changing their clothes, they came out of the dressing room. Margaret was wearing a light blue dress, which looked gentle and attractive, forming a sharp contrast with Helen.

Chandler frowned slightly but said nothing.

The banquet was held at the Leonards' villa. All of Margaret's friends and relatives were invited. Arriving at the venue, she went to greet the guests.

"Margie, is that woman Helen Spencer? Why is that ugly woman standing next to Chandler?"

It was Margaret's cousin, Janet Lindsey, who spoke.

As per Esmond's request, Chandler stayed with Helen during the banquet. They attracted a lot of attention.

Margaret was visibly upset, thinking Janet was right. Even Margaret had never attended the banquet with him as his female companion.

"Margie, since she is here, I'll teach her a lesson!" Janet said fiercely.

Margaret frowned slightly. "Janet, don't mess around."

"Don't worry. I won't hurt her."

...

Chandler met several business friends, so they chatted for a while.

Helen wandered alone by the swimming pool in the backyard. She found the event to be boring. Perhaps she should sneak away and find Taylor.

While she was pondering, someone suddenly pushed her hard, causing her to lose her balance and fall into the nearby swimming pool.

She wasn't afraid of anything but water. In anxiety, she kept struggling in the swimming pool.

As the banquet's main venue was in the backyard, everyone was startled by the accident.

Margaret smiled slightly until she saw Chandler jump into the swimming pool. Instantly, her expression froze.

...

After being rescued, Helen and Chandler were sent to the rooms upstairs to change clothes.

In the room, she wrapped herself with a bath towel gloomily. She swore that she must deal with the person who attacked her just now!

Right then, someone knocked on the door. It was Zac's voice.

"Helen, I've brought clothes for you. Are you okay?"

Returning to her senses, she opened the door, took the clothes from Zac, and thanked him.

"You..."

He looked surprised. She was completely different from the previous Helen. To be precise, she was exactly the same as the beauty in the photo that Jenson had shown him before.

Only then did Helen realize that her makeup was gone. She just wiped her face with the towel as she felt uncomfortable.

Although her wig didn't fall off, her face...

She was so angry that she forgot to touch up her makeup!