Helen Cho Avengers Novels & Stories

That would be the end of it, but she might still be able to salvage their work relationship. Helen reached into her bag and pulled out the clothes she decided would represent what she normally wore. As Vera, she was wearing a black off-the-shoulder top and a brown corduroy skirt. She brought baby blue capris and a white fitted t-shirt. It was plain and ordinary and exactly her style.

Mona thought about it for a moment and then said with a sneer, "I don't know if I'll have more trouble in the future, but you..I’ll make sure you root in jail.” Helen was angry and yelled at her , "Who do you think you are?" What makes Conan care so much about you? He has put himself down so many times simply to make you happy! And what about me? No matter what I've done for him, he hasn't seen it. He even went so far as to use someone like you against me, stating I could never be his wife.” Helen’s face slowly changed, and her eyes were full of hate as she looked at Mona.

“Helen won. She’s right—she can do whatever she wants. Tom was her son, after all.” Priya’s eyes narrowed, her voice sharp, her grip tightening. “No, Lauren, you can’t trust Helen Devon.” She pulled Lauren toward the elevators, her voice low, urgent. “That woman’s a snake—always has been.” She pressed the button, her eyes blazing, her tears drying. “We need to get you out of here, back to the hospital for Alex’s surgery.” She guided Lauren outside, her voice steadying, her hand firm as they reached her car.

Helen’s tone was firm—almost like a general before battle. “I’m sure she’ll try to dig into who you are, what your role is in the Tarcisio household. Not every servant will keep their mouth shut when money is involved. I’ve made sure Elsa’s the one going with you—she’s neutral. But the others? They could be spies.” Helen strutted into her room and returned carrying several pieces of clothing—clearly far more expensive and of higher quality, even though the designs were simple. “Why those?” Thea asked quietly. She wasn’t naïve. She knew Helen was planning something.