Lawrence’s tone was cold as he asked, “Why do I have to go to your art exhibition instead of attending the Crawford family’s wedding?”

Violet gritted her teeth and said, “Mr. Lambert, you are my master! I am not famous yet. Shouldn’t you help me?”

Lawrence interrupted her, saying, “Lilly is also my student.”

Lawrence continued, “Besides, helping you is a matter of personal relationships, not my duty. I don’t want you to take advantage of my favors and connections and assume you are granted. I will do my best to pave the way for my student, but you must be first.”

After saying these words, Lawrence hung up the phone.

Violet was stunned.

Her mind buzzed as she listened to the dial tone coming from her phone.

What did he mean by this?

What did he mean by “You must be my student first”. She was his student.

Considering their ten-year teacher-student relationship, he could not be so heartless. Was he cut ties with her?

“No, he won’t.”

Violet calmed down and thought about what she had just said to her teacher. It was indeed offensive.

She was busy with the art exhibition and overwhelmed, so she could not control her emotions for a while.

She did not do it on purpose.

Violet immediately called again, but this time there was no answer. Nobody picked up the phone.

She tried to video call him, but nobody answered on the other side, and none of her messages were replied to.

Although her number was not blocked, Lawrence completely ignored her.

Violet’s legs went weak, and she sat down on the sofa.

She could not lose

grabbed her bag and rushed towards

chased after her. “Mrs. Yarbrough, your art exhibition

replied, “You take care

a few young artists who liked her artwork came to find her but could not find her. Jay said that Violet

very disappointed. This was her art exhibition.

showed disrespect to

her heart, she looked down on young painters and even refused to meet with them. This news had

estate. Unfortunately, she could not get

were outside, and she could not get

unwilling, so she squeezed her way in, messing up her hair and smudging her

a result, she saw the end of the wedding and Anthony standing at

as Violet was about to step forward,

and shouted, “Hey! I recognize you. My master already has a wife, and you dare

at fork-point and kept retreating. She stumbled and

was pinned to the ground as long as Anthony escorted

the cars from the Crawford family

developed into a popular tourist attraction and rented out as a

waste any opportunity to make

for free after the wedding, allowing everyone to visit. There would even be

waiting

and the manor open, everyone rushed in,

roadside, and someone

Dexter snort, release the fork,

fork became shorter and shrank, and Dexter carried the fork leisurely,

give up, and chased a

sorry, I stepped

“Sorry, sorry.”

someone pushing

into Violet either apologized

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