Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Billionaire Is 172

Chapter 172 Stunning the Audience

Anna recoiled from me in fear, her expression filled with dread, as if I were a ghost haunting her.

A single sentence from me sent her spiraling into nervus therights, leaving her visibly uneasy.

After a moment, she managed to find her voice and stammered, "M. Gardner, what kind of prank is this? Why would I quit the competition?"

She purposely spoke louder, her tone calculated to draw the crowd's attention, and in an instant, all eyes turned my way.

It felt like I was being accused of using underhanded tactics to make her drop out of the competition.

Anna's supporters began hurling insults at me, their loud jeers throwing the scene into chaos.

The host and security guards worked to calm the crowd, while Anna shot me a mocking glance as if to say she was of of my league.

This was her usual strategy, stirring up emotions to turn them into a weapon against me.

Een Kate in the audience remarked, "Look at her, no skill of her own, so she resorts to shady tricks to get ahead. How could someone like that be truly talented? Meanwhile, Fiona casually admired her freshly manicured nails. She had little affection for Anna, caring only about whether Anna could deliver the benefits she sought.

"I believe in Anna. I've already prepared all the promotional materials for her."

"Relax, my daughter is amazing. Just look at all these fans here to support her."

The crowd was buzzing with anticipation, eagerly awaiting the show. Little did they know, this time, victory was already in my hands,

Anna's skills are far beneath mine, leaving her with only one strategy to succeed.

There's no hiding average artwork under the spotlight. Her only option is to endlessly replicate my pieces. before the competition, hoping to match them stroke for stroke.

She must have studied my artwork thoroughly in secret, which explains her boldness in stepping onto the

stage

As the competition drew near, I stopped to tie my shoelaces while passing her.

Rising to my feet. I leaned close to her ear and murmured like a shadow, "Anna, Chloe has her eyes on you?

Startled, Anna, who had been cleaning her brushes, froze and accidentally tipped over her water bucket. Her wide-eyed disbelief followed me, but I didn't spare her a glance as I walked away without hesitation.

Just take a moment to reflect. After all, your guilty conscience is your own doing.

before my drawing board, absentmindedly spinning a pen

the

e turmoil

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Anna must be enduring.

her brain, wondering if I've uncovered her

artwork.

use my paintings and the truth comes out that Chloe created them, her reputation will be in shambles. No, Chloe is dead, and

The dead remain silent!

I believe she'll take the gamble and use

understands who I was, just as I understand who she is now. Everything is unfolding exactly

on Anna. This competition is about

because there's no specific theme,

does this compare to an

artists to produce

auction.

past. A new

the paper, with the camera occasionally focusing

my work that I didn't notice the buzz

almost as if the director was addressing the audience's curiosity. about

rough

kind of rubbish is this? Even my grandma could do a

have hired someone to do the painting for her. Her true nature is clear as soon as

covered her mouth and giggled. "I knew she wouldn't make it. Her style is worse than just throwing paint on the canvas. Look at our

If you're so great,

and remarked, "Enough arguing;

be something. How could she ever compete with Anna at this level?" But slowly, the

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the audience who understood art stood up and applauded, Incredible' This isn't ordinary this is pure

it looked like a mess before, but now it become something

need to sketch first. This is

art lovers can appreciate this, much like playing an improvised song and turning it into a

up, their eyes glued to the screen, eager to see my painting come

titled "New Life," while this

light and darkness, shattered and

side, black water lilies descend into hell-dark, decaying, slowly

look closely, the water lilies seem to mirror a