Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 318

Bettany’s pupils contracted. She hadn’t anticipated Doris posing the question so directly. She was momentarily stunned.

Doris lowered her head, took a deep breath, and then suddenly raised her gaze to address everyone. “Everyone, I must confess one thing. The inspiration for this painting did indeed come from another artwork, but it was solely for the purpose of seeking inspiration. I meticulously crafted this painting stroke by stroke, from start to finish. It bears the imprint of my toil and dedication.”

With that, she offered a profound bow and stepped back, adopting a dignified and upright stance.

Observing her in such a state, Bettany felt a sense of uncertainty, leaving her somewhat suspended.

Doris had the advantage in this situation. She openly acknowledged that her inspiration came from Bettany. If Bettany were to affirm that the painting resembled her in this moment, the judges wouldn’t perceive it as plagiarism; they would only see it as drawing upon some creative inspiration.

Above all, Bettany’s original creation had been destroyed, making her one–sided claims far from convincing.

As anticipated, some of the judges displayed a bias in favor of Doris and voiced their support for her. “Inspiration shouldn’t be labeled as plagiarism. It’s likely that both paintings share some similarities, but the rest should be distinctive,” they argued.

As they spoke, their eyes were fixed inquisitively on Bettany, seeking her response. Bettany moved her lips, wishing to convey: “No, it’s not just a little resemblance; it’s entirely alike, precisely identical.”

Nevertheless, before she could utter a word, another judge chimed in, stating, “It’s undoubtedly distinct. Even if the original artwork were placed right here, it would be impossible for it to be an exact match. Besides, who would leave their completed painting in someone else’s house for an extended period?”

Upon hearing this, Bettany was rendered utterly speechless.

Even Bettany herself was somewhat perplexed. She had only shown the painting to Doris, and after Doris had damaged it, she had retrieved it.

In such a brief timeframe, how could Doris recall it and replicate it with such precision?

Even Bettany herself couldn’t achieve such a feat.

Furthermore, it had been such a long time that she had nearly forgotten the appearance of the original painting.

Crucially, Bettany was excessively timid. After being confined by Marcus for an

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been eleniti antly diminished, Paced with skepticieni and authority, she lacked

on

her eyes and murmured softly, “It’s not

hearing this, Doris breathed a sigh of relief. A trace of satisfaction

it wasn’t plagiarism and was merely a minor reference, Who could accuse me of plagiarism now? Just as she was celebrating, a

round.”

plagiarism without a hint of hesitation!

room like a thunderclap, leaving everyone in

are you to claim that this painting is

other judges, growing uneasy with Olivia’s apparent bullying of a student, joined in, expressing. “Ms. Taylor, despite your association with Mrs. Liebsig, you can’t make allegations

biology instead. After so many years, their

individuals harbored discontent about Olivia holding the position of Mrs. Liebsig’s disciple while not actively pursuing

dissatisfaction with Olivia, people refrained from going too far due to her

from the expression on their faces, it was evident that their words. suggested Olivia was speaking without a solid

slightly apprehensive. She approached Olivia’s side and gazed up with unease. “Olivia, I understand your intention to

Olivia

spoke in a composed and impartial manner, stating,

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evidence. Placing the original artwork here would quickly

responded calmly. “It has already been destroyed.” “Burned?”

causing a disturbance here? This is the examination hall, and it impacts the future of the candidates,” someone remarked,

Not only is painting not her pursuit, but they seldom make an appearance. I had assumed it was just talk, but it appears to be accurate. Tsk tsk, why did Mrs. Liebsig take on such a disciple?” someone lamented with

exclaimed vehemently, “Stop discussing Olivia. The fact remains that Doris’s painting did

initially said no, and now you’re altering your stance,” Winona remarked with folded arms. “How about this? Create a painting on the spot and let everyone gauge your skill level. If you outperform Doris, your statements will hold more weight. However, if you fail to surpass Doris, it’s truly a farce. Accusing the

do the

this, Bettany quivered. Her lips grew pallid, and she turned toward Olivia, desiring to convey that her right hand was crippled. Drawing was an arduous task for her, if not impossible.

herself to utter

her, placing a reassuring arm around her shoulder. “It’s okay. Let’s defeat