Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 756 Who Dares Call Me A Fraud

This time, the unkempt man didn’t push the brush away. Instead, he accepted it with a

nod.

Just like before, the crowd hushed, their anticipation palpable in the air.

But unlike his previous display of wild fervor, he now embodied the epitome of concentration, his every stroke deliberate, every line filled with purpose.

As time ticked by, the initially raucous and skeptical crowd began to fall silent, their disdain giving way to rapt attention.

They were all staring, eyes wide, mouths agape at the unfolding masterpiece before them.

Thirty minutes had passed, and the canvas was already half–filled. Even to the untrained eye, it was clear the man was painting an “Eagle on a Tree.”

What was more, he had somehow captured that distinctive artistic conception synonymous with Emerentius‘ work.

This was no small feat, considering the complexity and uniqueness of Emerentius‘ style.

An eerie silence had enveloped the crowd.

The man continued his work, unbothered by the awe he had inspired.

Another half hour slipped by, and finally, the man ceased his brushwork.

on the central part of the drawing

had rendered a complete and breathtaking “Eagle on

Tree.”

he challenged, his voice cutting through the stunned silence

lost in the shock of the revelation, was snapped back to reality by his scoff. It

Is indeed Mr. Emerentius!

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clap, clap,

broke out,

crowd’s perception of the unkempt man transformed in an instant.

you listen? No! And now, here we are. You can’t deny the evidence in front of your eyes,” one

doubted it for a second. Mr. Emerentius‘ artistic essence is unmistakable. Such talent cannot be

art. The first painting was a clear reflection of the master’s stream of

you consider selling the clothes you’re wearing? Their natural

the crew–cut man, began to openly express

from skepticism to reverence, none wanting to be branded the “ignorant fool” Emerentius had derided.

but feel

respect for the unkept man.

own style had always seemed an insurmountable challenge, yet here it