Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities

Chapter 1

There was a castle-like villa on the endless grassland in the northwest. This place was like a paradise. Anyone who came would become immersed in it.

In the villa, a girl's clear voice said, "What? Go to get engaged in Aguilisco? No way!"

"Helen, you can't refuse it. I made this engagement with the Newtons many years ago. I heard that the five scions of the Newtons are all excellent.

"You only need to choose one of them. Don't worry, I'm sure there will always be one you like."

Helen Spencer leaned on the sofa, casually arranging her wavy hair to the back. Her facial features were exquisite and enchanting, and she exuded a unique temperament.

As her grandfather, Milton Spencer, had raised her, she found it difficult to refuse him.

After thinking for a while, she smiled meaningfully. "Okay then. But Grandpa, I have a few requests. You can't let the Newtons know my identity.

"Even though you said they're excellent, I'll leave if I don't like any of them within a year. From then onward, I have the right to decide my engagement."

Milton smiled. "No problem."

...

A few days later, four handsome men stood at the entrance of the Aguilisco train station.

Four of them were different types of handsome guys. Every passerby couldn't help but glance at them.

If it weren't for the blocking of the bodyguards, many people would have already gone forward to ask for their contact.

Jenson Newton, the youngest scion of the Newton family, complained, "It's so hot! Yet Grandpa insisted that we pick up that girl. Does he think we're idle?"

"That's right! She came by train. She must be a country bumpkin!"

The fourth scion, Tyrone Newton, spoke up. As a famous national actor, he had worn a mask and hat to disguise himself.

"I still can't believe that a country bumpkin will choose one of us to be her fiancé! When Grandpa told me about that, I thought he was joking!" Adrian Newton, the third scion, also said.

"I'm so envious of Chandler. He's in a company meeting and doesn't have to be here."

Although the second scion, Zac Newton, did not speak, he seemed annoyed too.

At this moment, a girl wearing old-fashioned red floral clothes walked out from the exit. Her clothes were tacky, while her hair was neither long nor short, making her extremely ugly.

Amused, Jenson patted Tyrone's shoulder. "Look, there's still people wearing clothes like this. I've only seen it on TV. Hahaha!"

However, the four of them didn't expect that girl to stop in front of them.

"Hello, are you guys from the Newtons? I'm Helen Spencer."

Their expressions slightly changed, especially Tyrone, who asked in disbelief, "You're Helen?"

Was she really the beautiful fairy their grandfather mentioned?

Helen wasn't only tacky. She had tanned skin with a few moles, and her lipstick was unflattering neon pink.

She nodded and said with a hint of infatuation, "Grandpa didn't lie to me! You guys are handsome!"

Inwardly, she thought they looked average. No matter how handsome they were, they wouldn't be good enough for her.

Jenson almost couldn't help but curse. Even though she came from the countryside, she was too ugly.

"Ms. Spencer, how about leaving now?"

"Huh?" Helen blinked in confusion.

Zac, the vice CEO of Newton Group, finally spoke, "Get in the car. Let's go back first."

The five of them left the train station. Helen and Zac sat in the middle row in the car.

She glanced out the window and exclaimed, "Wow, the buildings in big cities are so tall!"

The others twitched their mouths. They finally got to see what it was like when a country bumpkin came to the city.

Helen inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zac's watch and exclaimed again, "Wow! This watch looks great! It must cost several hundred dollars, right?"

Several hundred dollars? His watch cost 30 million!

The four of them were speechless. They just hoped Helen wouldn't fall in love and choose one of them as her fiancé.

The car went all the way to Newton Residence. Looking at the villa, she looked surprised again.

"Wow, your house is big!"

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Meanwhile, Jenson's intolerable voice came from the side.

"Enough, you country bumpkin! Stop acting like you've never seen a house! I can't stand it anymore!"

None of the other three said anything. After all, they couldn't stand her behavior either.