Chapter 1740
In the blink of an eye, it was Sunday again. Chandler made a high-profile appearance with Helen, meeting Carl's bodyguard, Thorley Vanderpool, at a premium coffee shop belonging to Chandler.
By the time they arrived, Thorley was already there.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Chandler said.
Thorley stood up to welcome them. "Please have a seat."
Noticing that Chandler had brought a female companion, Thorley couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who is this?"
"The future Mrs. Newton." Chandler wrapped his arm around Helen's shoulder, openly displaying their intimate relationship.
"Oh, what a perfect match." Thorley smiled ambiguously.
It was no secret that the richest man in Grand Cathay enjoyed having flings with women; his scandals had already spread to Yorga.
Of course, Thorley didn't believe that she was the real Mrs. Newton. It was just a polite response on the surface.
"Thank you," Helen replied with a faint smile and then began fiddling with her makeup, playing the role of an

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