Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1266

Sadie felt a surge of unease, echoing the shock she had felt upon seeing Helen's name on the National Beauty Contest's voting page the previous night.

It was evident that Helen was her archnemesis.

As the crowd remained in stunned silence, Sadie quickly regained her composure and feigned a moment of realization. "I can't believe I overlooked something so critical!

"Ms. Quarto had mentioned this technique before—almost every painting she sends for mounting needs to be glazed first. I'm truly sorry for the oversight.

"With all the university competitions and my duties with the Calligraphy Association, I must have been so overwhelmed that I completely forgot.

"Fortunately, Ms. Spencer pointed it out; otherwise, Ms. Quarto's art might have been taken away and damaged."

"Ms. Spencer," Sadie continued, extending her hand with gratitude. "I truly can't thank you enough."

While Helen sensed something odd about Sadie's words, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Seeing Sadie's earnest expression, she shook her hand and said, "There's no need to thank me. I didn't do anything special."

Sadie's smile widened in response. "Ms. Spencer, your perceptiveness is truly admirable. If Ms. Quarto were here, she might even make an exception and take on another student."

Although Sadie had meant it as a courteous comment, Helen seized the opportunity and pressed on, "That sounds great, Ms. Fletcher. If possible, I would appreciate it if you could share Ms. Quarto's contact information with me."

Helen was determined to uncover who was exploiting her name to deceive others.

Meanwhile, Sadie was visibly surprised by Helen's response. She had only made a casual comment and hadn't expected Helen to take it so seriously.

"Is it really that difficult, Ms. Fletcher?" Helen pressed, deliberately pushing for a response.

"There's nothing difficult about it," Sadie replied, forcing a smile. "I do have Ms. Quarto's social media account, but she typically dislikes being disturbed. I'm just concerned that you might have trouble reaching her."

Tonya followed Helen closely, murmuring to herself.

As they reached the exit, Helen suddenly stopped and turned to Tonya. "What are you mumbling about?"

"It's nothing," Tonya said, lying through her teeth. "I was just thinking about dinner. With Mom eating your diet meals every day, Daddy and I have been stuck with bland food. I was hoping you could cook something different for us tonight."

Helen sighed in exasperation. "Heavy meals at night are hard to digest and can lead to weight gain. As women, staying in shape requires constant effort—it's a goal you need to be committed to every day. Do you understand?"

"Alright, for the sake of staying beautiful, I guess I'll just have to endure," Tonya said, clinging to Helen's arm like a playful kitten.

Helen had explicitly stated that she wanted no involvement in the National Beauty Contest voting process.

Nevertheless, Tonya had been quietly running her own investigation behind the scenes; she was determined to keep Helen in the dark about her activities.