Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 311

After waiting for a while, there was no reply from Daniel.

Winona was a little disappointed.

However, she quickly perked up and sent the photo to Rose, the chairman of the Painting Association.

Rose was an internationally renowned oil painting master with far–reaching influence. When Winona was young, she even wanted Rose to be her teacher. Rose also liked Winona’s painting talent very much. She had originally said that she would take her in as her student after testing her. Unfortunately, Rose ran to Layfield the next day.

After that, there was no news from her. Rose never mentioned taking her in as a student again.

After sending the photo over, Winona dialed a number and said respectfully and modestly, “Mrs. Liebsig, I don’t know if you are busy. Sorry to disturb you.” Rose was almost 70 years old this year, but her body was still very strong, and her words were full of energy.

“It is not considered disturbing when it comes to painting.” Rose went on to praise Winona. “Your skills have improved, Winona, and you have captured the emotions very well. Impressive.”

Winona said modestly, “I still have much to learn.”

Rose sighed and shook her head. “It’s already rare for someone of your age to have such outstanding skills. I’ve lived for so long and seen countless children. with talent in painting. There are only two who have such skills.”

This was an incredible praise.

Rose had been famous internationally for a long time, and her prestige was extremely high. No matter where she went, she would be respectfully called a master. Being praised by her like this, even Winona, who was always level–headed, couldn’t help but be excited.

After stabilizing her trembling voice, Winona said, “Mrs. Liebsig, you’re too kind. But I’m very curious.

Who is the other one?”

“You know who it is.” Rose’s tone became more amiable. “It’s Sketcher.”

Sketcher was not a real name. She was a genius painter who appeared out of nowhere a few years ago. H

oil painting technique was the pinnacle. She had only painted a few paintings and had not even shown her face. No one knew what she looked like or what her name was.

However, her appearance had an epoch–making significance and far–reaching impact.

There were very few people who studied techniques too much in traditional oil sume they were all didamind of i

However Sketcher was extremely addicted to this and flaunted her skills crazily.

hangost this evaluation she gave her

of color and the coordination of light and shadow were simply to the point of perfection. Just as the oil painting world thought that they would welcome a rising star, Sketcher gave up on painting. She said that her painting was emotionless and could not be considered

that she was a sketcher did not

innovation in oil painting techniques were of great significance and had a huge impact on the entire painting world.

had somewhat imitated what Sketcher was doing, wanting

to Sketcher’s, Winona was so excited that she was incoherent. “Mrs. Liebsig, is what you said true? Can my techniques really be

her chest. She needed to take a deep

Rose smiled. “You already have 60% of her ability.” After saying that, Rose suddenly smiled and said in a

Winona

competition of the Painting Association, Sketcher will appear. She has already promised to be one of the judges that day.”

she comes over, I’ll introduce you to her. You’re about the same age and are both beautiful. You

she felt that

to Winona’s. They were both a little cold, and they both pursued techniques.

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the call. Winona held the phone and was in a daze. The upturned corners of her

would soon get to know

didn’t even notice Daniel’s reply to her

a long time, she finally saw the message Daniel had sent her.

screen, Winona’s heart raced as though she was on a roller

her phone and opened WhatsApp. The first thing she saw was the message.

not as good as my

her lips and didn’t

information away angrily and rubbed his temples with a frustrated expression.

folders on the ground one by one and placed them on the desk.

on the folders.

every photo, but he could not find the girl in the

gown.

so many years. Alexander had long forgotten what the girl looked like. He only remembered that she was wearing

it had been so long, these photos had already turned yellow and blurry. It was impossible to see the people

through every photo carefully. Unfortunately, he could not

comforted him. “Mr. Alexander, if you are fated with the girl,

arm on the table, revealing a few diamond cuffs that reflected the sunlight outside the

and his expression was cold.

now.”