Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1643

"She is just my assistant." Gabriela suddenly went on stage. "Winning against her proves nothing. Defeat me first; only then will you have the right to say that."

"Culture is never a fighting tool. Ms. Moguel, since you love embroidery so much, you should draw on diverse strengths and seek growth.

"You should not take the chance to trample on the dignity of other nations, distort facts, and tarnish history," Helen advised kindly.

"I only know that the winner gets to set the rules of the game. Anyway, are you trying to guilt-trip me knowing that you can't beat me?" Gabriela raised her chin arrogantly, showing no intention of making peace.

Helen turned to face her, standing tall with a firm gaze. "Cathayans never cause trouble, but we aren't cowards either. Since you insist on determining who is superior, I'll compete with you till the end."

The two of them were locked in a confrontation, neither willing to back down. The atmosphere in the venue grew tense, and the live stream's viewership also skyrocketed.

Pablo smiled from ear to ear as he saw the ratings approaching a new high.

At this moment, a tiny hand suddenly reached out from the side and tugged at his shirt. He looked down and saw Lincoln's innocent, youthful face.

"Aren't you Ms. Terzian's son? What's the matter?" Pablo was in a good mood and was unusually patient with the child.

"Mr. Teller, my mom sent me to ask you if the live stream should be stopped now," Lincoln said, parroting the words Helen gave him, just as she had instructed before the live stream started.

Pablo's smile instantly became awkward as he bent down to pat Lincoln on the shoulder. "You're such a smart kid, but now is the best opportunity to prove Cathayan embroidery. We can't stop halfway. Go somewhere else to play, okay?"

"But my mom might not win. If she loses, the people watching the live stream will believe that embroidery is really a part of Sapan's culture. Mr. Teller, have you ever considered the consequences?" Lincoln asked again.

Pablo stood up straight irritably, his tone suddenly turning cold and distant. "This is not something a kid like you should be concerned with. Anyway, I believe in your mom."

The PR department of Starlight Entertainment thought the website was created by fans. In order to boost their performance, they even liked and shared it to promote it further.

The live stream and the website simultaneously shot up to the top three on trending searches, gaining the highest attention among the public.

In the live stream, Helen and Gabriela each occupied a corner of the stage, waiting for the staff to adjust the embroidery tools. The featured guests, who had different opinions on the outcome of the competition, were engaged in a heated discussion.

At the side door, two little heads with braids quietly peeked out and playfully stole glances at the stage. Right in front of them was Helen.

"Mommy, mommy," Sienna called out to Helen softly. Seeing that Helen didn't respond, she broke into a silly grin.

Just then, two big hands suddenly appeared behind them, lifting both of them up.