Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 317

Getting a summons to elucidate her artistic vision signified that Emma’s paintings had captured the notice of the Painting Association instructors.

She was on the brink of ascending to the celestial realm with just one stride, and soon, she’d be under the wing of a revered mentor. But at this pivotal juncture, how could Bettany possibly intervene?

If Bettany were present, wouldn’t her replication of the portrait be unveiled? Doris seethed with such rage that the edges of her eyes nearly ruptured, and her gaze turned crimson.

Without much contemplation, she leaped to Bettany’s side and inquisitively inquired. “What brings you here?”

Her inner musings went along the lines of, “Weren’t you confined by the Dillon family? How come you’re out now?”

“Doris?” Bettany was momentarily taken aback before warmly grasping her hand. “It’s all thanks to you. Elena informed me that if you hadn’t informed Olivia about my confinement in the Dillon family, I might never have been released.”

“Doris, I truly appreciate it,” Bettany replied earnestly.

Doris was speechless.

She truly found herself at a loss for words. Ultimately, she bore the responsibility for the situation!

After a brief interlude of silence, Doris regained composure. She glanced at

Bettany. With a self–assured tone, she remarked, “Bettany, I’m thrilled you’re here. The instructor assigned me to elucidate my artistic vision. The portrait I sketched was inspired by the artwork you shared with me.”

“My painting?” Bettany pointed at herself, appearing somewhat bewildered.

“Yes, indeed,” Doris affirmed with a firm nod. “The second round involves live painting, and there are no limitations. You can depict anything. I remembered that portrait you have painted and took it as a source of inspiration to craft a new piece. Bettany, you don’t mind, do you?”

Bettany didn’t hesitate and shook her head. “Why would there be anything to mind? But that prototype isn’t exclusive to me. If I can paint, so can you.”

Upon hearing this, Doris couldn’t help but have a slight curl of her lips, forming a smile.

She shifted her attention to Olivia and inquired with curiosity, “Sister, are you part of the Painting Association’s staff?”

Olivia raised her gaze and replied, “No.”

“Oh, Doris sighed in complete relief.

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Nonetheless, Bettany remained concerned that the plagiarism issue might come to light. It was crucial to firmly resolve this matter, ensuring that Olivia would refrain from uttering a word about it.

With these thoughts in mind, Doris’s smile broadened. She advanced and embraced Bettany’s arm, remarking, “I believe my painting should earn a good rank. I’m curious if it will capture the president’s attention.”

she raised her gaze toward the staff.

painting with praise, and it has garnered admiration from many

painting has received a decent ranking. If the portrait you painted enters the competition, it will surely

regrettable. All your paintings were destroyed, and not a single one remains”

it make if the two paintings bore

There was no tangible proof, and she had crafted the painting right there

knew what was in their best interest, they should remain silent and refrain from uttering

as she stuck to her assertion that she hadn’t plagiarized and that she was the

member of the Painting Association. It appeared she was merely a sponsor. The words of such

the situation, the greater her self–assurance grew. Eventually,

proceeded to the third

elevator, Doris inquired of Bettany, “Where

her gaze to Olivia and

her phone and whispered, “Let me make a call.”

took on an even more contemptuous air. She casually nodded at Bettany and remarked, “I’ll

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she followed the staff to the judges‘

collar, took a deep breath, and

Doris composedly expounded on her creative concept. However, in the midst of

to check the caller ID, and his expression suddenly lin up with excitement. He promptly left the room. After a short while,

over Doris‘ face, and her heart involuntarily quivered a few times. She tightly clenched her fists but managed

wasn’t finished yet. The attention of everyone in the room

abruptly contracted upon seeing Olivia, Nevertheless, she

with joy. She then turned to introduce Olivia to the others, saying, “This is my fourth disciple, Olivia Taylor.”

Taylor! Fourth

titles, Doris’s heart raced. She felt her face drain

of late. Not only was she the scion of the Smith family, but she was also engaged to the wealthiest man in the city. Her fame had reached a point where

her.

before her with the gentle, reserved, and adept lady she

“It truly doesn’t

is that

wave of dizziness washed over Doris, and she nearly

was equally astounded. She had never anticipated that Olivia would be

this can’t

she the

opportunity to mentor her in order to travel to Layfield and accept