Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1340

Augustine thought Helen was feeling pressured, so he suggested, "Or you can write in two or three different fonts?"

It was already quite admirable that a calligrapher could master one kind of writing style in a lifetime. To Augustine, mastering two to three styles was like an astronomical figure to others.

"Then give me a piece of paper three times of this length," Helen said.

"Three… Three times?" Augustine nervously gulped, his eyes widening in disbelief.

How many kinds of writing styles would she have to use if she were to write two characters in one font on a piece of paper three times the length?

"Mr. Crawford, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and get someone to prepare the paper," one of the presidents urged impatiently.

"Ah? Oh, right, right. Quick, go cut some papers from the warehouse."

Soon, a staff member returned with a piece of paper three times the length and then brought in another two tables before spreading the paper.

Without any hesitation, Helen walked forward to write the first line.

The uncial script—the strokes were robust and firm, with each stroke executed with intention.

The gothic script—the characters were dynamic and elegant, flowing with intricate details.

The cursive script—the words were bold and wild, displaying a commanding presence.

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Everyone present went from tightly closed mouths to slightly open mouths and then to jaw-dropping. Their expressions were identical—dumbfounded.

Even after Helen put down the pen, everyone in the room was still immersed in the momentum of her powerful strokes, unable to collect themselves.

Meanwhile, the paper on the table was already filled with characters of various fonts. There were no extra spaces or characters, truly perfect.

"Well…" Augustine was momentarily at a loss for words.

He had previously urged Helen to get evaluated because he believed that she might have outdone herself in creating "Endurance".

Even if it turned out slightly lacking and got a grade A or grade B, he could still take her as his mentee blatantly.

But now, her calligraphy had far exceeded grade A+. None of them could surpass her, so how could they evaluate it?

"I think we shall let Mr. Lescher evaluate it personally on the day of the calligraphy competition. What do you think, Ms. Spencer?" Augustine sought Helen's opinion respectfully.

"I'm fine with it." Helen was just here to go through the motions, so she headed out after saying that.

Halfway out, she turned back and asked, "So I don't have any grades today, right?"