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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antly diminished, Paced with skepticieni and authority, she lacked the courage to offer any resistance,

remained feed on her, anticipating her

gaze, scanning the expectant faces around her. Afterward, she swinly averted her eyes and murmured

this, Doris breathed a sigh of relief. A trace of satisfaction briefly flickered in her

“Hmph, even the original artist acknowledged it wasn’t plagiarism and was merely a minor reference, Who could accuse me of plagiarism now? Just as

round.”

plagiarism without

a thunderclap, leaving everyone in a state of shock and confusion.

a lengthy pause, she retorted angrily, “Who are you to claim that this painting

in, expressing. “Ms. Taylor, despite your association with Mrs. Liebsig, you can’t make

delved into medical biology instead. After so many years, their artistic foundation may be quite diminished. What authority do they have to pass judgment

of Mrs. Liebsig’s disciple while not actively pursuing painting. They believed she had

with Olivia, people refrained from going too far due to her connection as Mrs. Liebsig’s

was evident that their words. suggested Olivia was speaking without a solid basis.

“Olivia, I understand your intention to support me. I’m alright. You don’t.

that Olivia

in a composed and impartial manner, stating,

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should present her evidence. Placing the original artwork

“Burned?” Someone chuckled. “Ms. Taylor, are

in your disciple and prevent her from causing a disturbance here? This is the examination hall, and it impacts the future of the candidates,”

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

vehemently, “Stop discussing Olivia. The fact remains that Doris’s painting did imitate my artwork. That

it’s plagiarism, then it’s plagiarism. Do you possess any evidence? You 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 first–place winner of plagiarism without solid proof is indeed absurd!” “That’s a fair point. Let’s have a competition. The Painting

skills will do the

Her lips grew pallid, and she turned toward Olivia, desiring to convey that her right hand

she couldn’t bring herself to utter those

was anxious and approached her, placing a reassuring arm around her shoulder. “It’s okay. Let’s defeat her fairly,” she consoled.