Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1360

"Do you really think you can piece together another calligrapher's works from different periods and pass them off as your own?"

At these words, the contestant's face drained of color, and he collapsed in humiliation. Despite his impressive imitation skills, he had been exposed.

"Remove this imitator at once and blacklist him permanently! The calligraphy association will not tolerate such disgraceful behavior!"

Augustine's thunderous voice resonated through the room, capturing everyone's attention.

With that, security rushed onto the stage, forcibly escorting the contestant away.

Standing next to Sadie, Dylan couldn't help but gloat, "I can't believe he had the nerve to pull such an amateur move in front of all these respected calligraphers. Did he honestly think everyone else here was as foolish as he is?"

Cold sweat broke out on Sadie's palms, and her face went pale. This was a clear case of plagiarism.

She looked nervously at the judges' table. Their gazes felt like piercing daggers, as if they could see right through her.

Sadie swallowed hard and opened her handbag. She pulled out the VIP badge, clutching it as if it were an amulet filled with limitless power. Biting her lower lip, she tried to reassure herself mentally.

No one would notice. No one would find out.

The only remnants of Iris' work were the few pieces in the treasury; the rest remained unseen by anyone.

Hearing the score, Sadie couldn't resist stealing another glance at Gloria.

Watching her gleeful reaction, Sadie felt her initial panic fade, replaced by disdain. Why was she so excited about just 86 points? She hadn't even broken the 90 mark—what was there to celebrate?

As Sadie glanced at the judges' panel, she noticed them engaged in quiet discussion, rare smiles of approval on their faces. They seemed pleased with Gloria's performance but still maintained a degree of reserve.

Sadie was convinced she was the judges' wild card, thinking their highest scores were meant just for her. Unbeknownst to her, they were anticipating a true prodigy who could truly impress them.

"Contestant number 25."