How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 502

Patricia shot Sylvie a cold, mocking look. "Really think you're some kind of star, do you?"

Sylvie's face froze.

She just didn't get it.

Why was Patricia so determined to side with Elodie?

Sure, the venue belonged to Patricia, but they were the ones paying for today's event.

Selma, having regained her composure, faced the row of cameras now trained on her and took a steadying breath. "This is all just a misunderstanding, Miss Aldridge. I'm afraid you aren't aware of some old conflicts between Elodie and my family. I hope you won't let yourself be led astray."

Patricia gave a derisive laugh. "Let me ask you again: is 'Extinction' really your work?"

Selma met Elodie's icy gaze, then glanced at Patricia's half-amused, half- threatening smile. She had a bad feeling about this. She'd already admitted 'Extinction' was hers-there was no turning back now.

"What are you trying to say, Miss Aldridge?" Selma asked, her tone guarded. Sylvie's heart skipped a beat for no reason at all.

She instinctively glanced down at Jarrod, who sat calm and unflappable, his presence giving her a flicker of reassurance.

"That's right, Miss Aldridge, shouldn't there be more concrete evidence?" Grady chimed in, frowning. "After all, 'Extinction' is unsigned. You can't just take Elodie's word that it belonged to her mother."

But most of the artists present kept silent.

They could see it for themselves:

The brushwork in 'Extinction' and 'Delusion'-the difference in skill was like night and day.

Selma...wasn't as simple as she appeared.

Meanwhile, several journalists caught every flicker of emotion on Selma's face, their senses keen for a scandal.

"What's going on? Did Sylvie do

just stared ahead,

what

out a cold laugh. "Evidence? Of course, I have

that, another painting was carefully

everyone was

first, surprise flickering in

half of her

School of Art's private

saw it, the

clutched her chest and staggered back

instant, there

'Extinction' are two parts of a whole,"

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sweeping her gaze over the audience. "Separately, they might seem different. But together, you can see the genius at

takes both to understand the full meaning. You're all experts here. Don't tell me you can't see these were painted by

panel-guests, journalists, and art

It was obvious.

forward for a

moment 'Dwelling' and 'Extinction' were placed

went through the room.

The craftsmanship was undeniable.

to 'Delusion'

The difference was glaring.

disbelieving eyes focused

Selma, how do you explain this? Are you really a

to pass off Ms. Winifred's work

here is a pale imitation of