Reba turned around and saw it was Daniel. She spoke softly, "Everyone at this cocktail party tonight seems to be from a mere distinguished


    background than me, so I thought I shouldn''t bother you, Daniel.”


    How considerate of Reba!


    Daniel couldn''t help but admire her inwardly. Unfortunately, Sherman always failed to see it


    Just then, a portly man approached, cradling avish velvet box, eager to show his attentiveness.


    "Mr. Robinson, I recently acquired this set of vintage writing tools at an auction. They were said to be left behind by a master craftsman. I know your


    grandfather was a man of letters, and he surely would appreciate these. Please, ept this humble gift."


    Daniel''s gaze fell on the velvet box, pondering for a moment. He motioned for his assistant to take the box, then turned to Reba, "Reba, I''ve


    heard you have quite the talent for calligraphy, and your ancestors were renowned for their skill. Why don''t you give these masterpieces a try and see


    how they fare?"


    It was an invitation for Reba to showcase her calligraphy in front of everyone. They say handwriting reflects the person. One''s handwriting speaks


    volumes about their character and upbringing


    Perfect timing, since Sherman had a soft spot for calligraphy. Perhaps, this could pique Sherman''s interest in Reba.


    At Daniel''s suggestion, the crowd began to murmur, intrigued to see if Reba''s handwriting was as impressive as rumored.


    Reba, of course, was more than willing to put on a calligraphy show for the audience. Even though her "system" hadn''t been upgraded to level 10


    vet, disying her calligraphy skills was well within her capabilities. With the "system" at her disposal, she was a calligraphy master.


    "I''l give it a try, then!"


    Daniel had someone set up the vintage writing tools. Reba stepped forward, picked up a pen, and began to write on a piece of hanging


    parchment.


    Everyone watched intently. With confidence, Reba penned two lines: "Embracing all rivers, Reba stands tall!”


    The writing was fluid and elegant, an absolute delight to behold


    "Beautifully done!"


    "The Morris family truly has a legacy!”


    The audience sincerelyplimented her work. Reba humbly responded, "It was nothing special, thank you for your kindness.”


    Gloria suddenly said, "If Ba can write so beautifully, then Ms. Yeager, who grew up in the Morris household, must be even more skilled, right?”


    Anthea, that little troublemaker, had caused her so much distress! Now, she wouldn''t miss this opportunity to see Anthea embarrassed.


    Following her cue, Reba said, "I''m sure Anthea is quite talented as well."


    Gloria suggested, "Why don''t we have Ms. Yeagere up and see who''s more skilled between her and Ba?"N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    At this, all gyes turned to Anthea, -.


    who wag enjoying some cupcakes.


    Caught off guard, Anthea frow ned


    slightly. Who could focus onwriting


    when there were sweets ta ‘be had?


    "My handwriting isn''t great; I''d rather not embarrass myself."


    Hearing this, everyone seemed to


    understand-Anthea was just not up


    to the mark: She couldnteven >


    recognize-all the letters, how cauld


    she kow calligraphy? No wonder


    shewas afraid topete with


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    It just shows, what''s fake can never be real! Even if she''s be prettier, she''s not fit for the spotlight.


    Reba, always understanding,  -.


    defended-Anthea, "Although Anthea


    Es wp in our home, she isn''t of


    Mortis blood, so it''s understandable


    if her handwriting isn''t perfect.”


    Anthea raised an eyebrow, setting down her dessert, "Since everyone''s sc eager to see, I wouldn''t want to spoil the fun."