Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1314

"Well…" The staff member was at a loss, unsure of how to handle the situation. He didn't want to offend Dylan, but he also knew Augustine was not someone to be crossed.

Upsetting either party could have serious consequences for him. What was he supposed to do?

"Alright, I understand it's a tough situation," Sadie said with a sympathetic smile. "I know offending Mr. Crawford is the last thing you want to do, but rules are rules.

"Since Helen isn't a member of the association yet, let's hold onto her work and store it safely. We can include it in the collection once it passes evaluation. How does that sound?"

"You're right, Ms. Fletcher! That sounds perfect! Thank you for the reminder!" The staff member nodded gratefully before quickly closing the door to the collection room.

Meanwhile, Dylan didn't want to embarrass his prized student. He decided to let the matter go and walked away.

Once they were out of earshot, Dylan leaned in and whispered to Sadie, "That old coot always uses his seniority to boss me around in the association. You need to impress everyone in this calligraphy competition and outshine his student—what's her name again? Helen!"

Dylan's rivalry with Augustine was well-known throughout the association.

After a long silence, he stopped and looked over. "Sadie? Did you hear me?"

Snapping out of her daze, Sadie quickly responded, "Huh? Oh, yes, Mr. Snyder. Don't worry, I'll give it everything I've got."

In reality, her outward confidence was just a facade. Deep down, she felt far from assured.

Although Sadie was aware that Helen was in the finals, she had always assumed Helen was merely a minor player.

However, when she learned that Helen's work had passed Augustine's VIP evaluation, a wave of panic washed over her.

Every time Sadie crossed paths with Helen, it felt like trouble was inevitable.

While Helen might not outshine her in painting, Augustine's endorsement of her calligraphy made it evident that she was a significant threat.

Helen's eyes flew open, and she was instantly alert.

Who was it? Could it be Melody or someone else?

As Helen tossed aside the covers and sat up, she saw Priscilla standing there, looking impeccably stylish. Noticing Helen's messy hair, Priscilla frowned in disapproval.

Helen raised her hand cautiously, trying to discreetly tidy her hair.

"What are you doing here?" Chandler asked, clearly surprised by Priscilla's unexpected visit.

"Can't I come to my son's house?" Priscilla asked, appearing to disregard the earlier situation. Standing confidently, she insisted, "Breakfast is ready. Hurry down and join me!"

With a meaningful glance at Helen, she turned and made her way downstairs.