Reborn: The Unwanted Heiress's Revenge (Isabella) novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202

Back in the classroom, Bianca waited until no one was around, then quietly slipped the envelope hidden in her uniform into her backpack. She then to another piece of calligraphy paper from her bag-a practice draft she had been working on recently.

She put the draft into the envelope with Isabella’s name on it, tucked everything back into her uniform, and returned to Kellan’s office. Earlier, she had heard Kellan on the phone saying he was going to the parking lot, probably heading out on school business. Sure enough, he hadn’t returned yet. Bianca placed the items back in the drawer and closed it, leaving everything as it was.

At the Ca

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ed in the reception room. “Are we sure? Who are the judges for this competition?”

ed Cillian Lockwood, Byron Reyes, Cameron Simmons, and-oh yes, Alaric Kingsley.”

ked doubtfully. “Alaric is actually going to be a judge?”

with that? Alaric is pretty accomplished.”

in the past. How long has it been since

ork? Three years-three years without writing anything decent. Can he even

rd something’s wrong with his hand. Ner

aybe he can’t write anymore?”

eally?”

Not sure. I just heard it from son

aric at the hospital seeing a doctor.”

If that’s true, then it’s pr

“He’s done for. If h

Aligrapher is he? He should just quit the association!”

de as he listened to the voices coming from outside, clenching his palm. Osly after the voices and footsteps

turn to his office.

downstairs. A girl with the last name Taylor.”

t was Bianca.

open the door, holding a piece of calligraphy paper in her hand. Alaric looked surprised to see her. “Bianca, what brings you

d like to ask you about.”

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What question?”

Bianca walked over and trolled the calligraphy paper in her hand, placing it on the desk. It was Isabella’s competition entry. She pressed her lips togeth and asked hesitantly, “Mr. Kingsley, take a look. What do you think of this piece?

Alaric’s gaze fell on the scroll, a flash of amazement crossing his eyes. “This is… who wrote this?”

Bianca didn’t answer, only asking, “Mr. Kingsley, in your experience, could this have been written by a high school student?”

Alaric shook his head without hesitation. Absolutely impossible!”

“Why?”

Alaric stroked his chin. “The brushwork penetrates through the paper, the rhythm is crisp and decisive. The writer must have very deep skills-you can’t reach this level without twenty or thirty years of practice.”

Hearing this, Bianca smiled. So Isabella’s competition entry wasn’t written by her at all! No wonder she suddenly entered the calligraphy competition-she had prepared for this all along.

“Mr. Kingsley, so this piece must have been written by a famous calligrapher?” Bianca asked. “I think so, too.”

ま

“”But don’t famous calligraphers usually leave their mark on their work after finishing it? Why doesn’t this piece have any mark?”

So where did Isabella get such an unmarked calligraphy piece?

This calligraphy work is probably a product of certain gray-market industries. It has no mark precisely so that whoever gets it can add their own mark. Alaric explained.

Bianca looked confused. “What do you mean?”

Alaric paused. “For example, in some calligraphy competitions, people can take these unsigned works and submit them as their own entries to win awards

and recognition.”

In other words, cheating.

So this was a market. And where there’s a market, there are buyers and sellers. Usually intermediaries are involved in these transactions, making them quite.

discreet-buyers and sellers never meet.

Bianca nodded thoughtfully. “I understand now.”

So Isabella had specifically bought a calligraphy piece just to win an award. She knew there was no way Isabella could have written something like this herself. She hadn’t even considered at first that Isabeila’s entry might have been purchased. To beat her, Isabella was willing to resort to this method Isabella wanted to win against her that badly?

*Bianca, you still haven’t told me where this calligraphy piece came from.”

Bianca thought for a moment. Someone who’s interested in me gave it to me.

Gave it to you?”

Yes.” Bianca nodded. After hearing what you said just now, I’m guessing be found out I was entering the calligraphy competation, so he bought that place

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for me. He was probably hinting that I should use it for the competition, but I never thought of it that way myself.”

“Good thing you didn’t have that idea.”

“Why do you say that?”

Alaric examined the piece carefully once more. “If this piece were submitted to a competition, it would be too obviously fake. The judges would have a hard time believing a high school student wrote this. You’d probably be questioned.”

Even he… couldn’t write English like this.

Alaric’s gaze lingered on the calligraphy work, reluctant to look away. Since his hand problems started, he hadn’t written anything in years. To maintain his status in the calligraphy world, he had considered buying others’ work and putting his name on it. But while ordinary works were easy enough to buy on the market, top-tier calligraphy pieces that matched his status and position were impossible to find.

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