Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1513

Katie began to shift the blame. "You always say there are no hopeless students, only teachers who can't teach. My current level reflects their inadequacies, not my potential. If I had Ms. Spencer, I'm sure she could work wonders!"

Hearing this, Helen set her cup of tea down. "There's plenty of mediocrity out there; why would she choose to tutor you?"

"Because I love the piano," Katie replied, her expression unwavering. "I believe Ms. Spencer would be moved by my passion!"

"Passion?" Helen scoffed. "After more than ten years of 'passion,' you still can't pass the basic Piano Level ten exam."

"Katie didn't fail for lack of talent; she was held back by those inadequate teachers!" Diana chimed in.

She continued, "Abraham, I think Katie has a valid point. Every family invests in their children's education. If she's going to study piano anyway, why not find the best mentor? If Katie succeeds, it'll be a source of pride for our family!"

"Yeah, Dad, I want to be a proud daughter of this family—independent and strong. One day, I hope to find a husband who can carry on our family legacy. To achieve that, I need to become exceptional!"

Katie's heartfelt speech, particularly her reference to "carrying on the family legacy", effectively swayed Abraham. He fell silent, contemplating the feasibility of her proposal.

Seeing his demeanor soften, Katie quickly seized the moment, pressing her case. "I've already done my research. Ms. Spencer returns to Glendale every two years for the Piano Association's gathering. If I can get a ticket to the event, I'll have the opportunity to approach her and ask her to be my mentor!"

Abraham raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you can make that happen?"

"If I don't succeed, then I'm done for!" Katie declared, tapping her chest with determination.

"Alright, I'll give you one more chance," Abraham said firmly. "But this is it. If you can't earn Ms. Spencer's recognition, you'll be going back home to marry a farmer and tend to the fields!"

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll make it happen," Katie replied confidently.

"Not a chance," Helen shot back, setting her teacup down. She grabbed a newspaper and tossed it in front of him. "Look at the bottom right corner of the second page."

Confused, Abraham picked up the newspaper and turned to the second page. As he read, his eyebrows knitted together in disbelief. "What? You announced your wedding in the paper?"

"Is that a problem? Didn't you always say you preferred print media?" Helen replied, a smirk forming as she met his gaze.

She added, "I should thank you, really. If you hadn't suggested announcing our estrangement in the newspaper, I wouldn't have thought of such a direct solution. But there's a difference between us—you only talked about it, while I took action."

With that, she stood and headed upstairs.

Abraham sat there, stunned, crumpling the newspaper in his hands. His face flushed red, a clear testament to his mounting frustration.