Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1369

Even the cameraman couldn't resist sneaking a glance at the unfolding scene.

No one could have imagined that the calligraphy association, which played a pivotal role in promoting Grand Cathay culture, was founded just a few years ago by a young woman.

While most adolescents were confined to classrooms, buried in their studies or navigating young romances, Helen was busy writing songs and establishing a calligraphy association—it was as if fate had truly smiled upon her.

Meanwhile, some perceptive attendees began to pick up on the discrepancies. Wasn't Sadie claiming to be Iris' student? Why hadn't she recognized her earlier?

And why did she keep referring to Iris in the third person? Could it be that she had no idea Iris was standing right in front of her?

Sadie's legs felt weak, and she nearly collapsed. Fortunately, she managed to steady herself against the railing behind her.

She couldn't believe that Helen was Iris. This had to be a dream; it couldn't possibly be real.

Sadie gripped her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, yet she felt no pain. She could hardly imagine how Helen must have secretly mocked her after viewing the works she shared online.

Those calligraphy pieces she had painstakingly purchased might have been traps set by Helen all along. Helen wanted her to plunge deeper into the path of plagiarism, ultimately driving her to a point of no return.

What a cunning scheme.

After a long pause, Helen finally caught sight of the hatred in Sadie's eyes.

Today was the day to settle things once and for all.

"Sadie," Helen said sternly, locking eyes with her. "You claim to be my student. If that's true, you need to pay your respects. I don't ask for much—just for you to kneel before me."

"Good," Helen responded nonchalantly.

In an instant, her demeanor shifted, and her voice became sharp and authoritative. "As your mentor, I am hereby expelling you publicly and will never welcome you back! I refuse to associate with a student who spreads such baseless slander!"

Sadie felt as if she was struck by lightning, her expression frozen in shock, completely at a loss for words.

It was clear that Helen had no intention of providing her an escape; instead, she wanted to firmly bind Sadie to the pillar of shame. All the years Sadie had spent cultivating her image as a calligrapher were now utterly in shambles.

Watching the situation unfold, Dylan, ever the opportunist, rushed to the stage. He was eager to distance himself from Sadie to avoid being dragged down with her.

"Well, I only took you on as a student because I saw potential in you. I never expected you would deceive me like this. Ms. Spencer is right—I can't have a student like you. From this moment on, we are done!"