Chapter 57

Kate’s words not only mentioned Emma, but also Llam.

Kate and Elsie’s goal today was to deal a blow to Emma and Liam.

Therefore, the table that had just been moved over was high. One could only paint while standing.

Although Liam was tall, sitting in a wheelchair clearly meant he couldn’t paint using such a table.

Elsie, Brad, and the others wanted to humiliate Liam to the extreme in front of everyone.

This plan was not only vicious in humiliating Emma as an uncultured countrywoman, but also in humiliating Liam as a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair.

A few people who usually support Brad started to stir things up.

“Miss Johnson, aren’t you making things difficult for people?”

“One has had a life of luxury since he was a kid and came from an affluent background, while the other is a countrywoman who catches fish and farms. With an exceptional painting as a point of comparison, she won’t dare to come forward to paint.”

“That’s right. It’d be fine if Emma grew up in the Wilson family’s home. Despite being a modest family, they could afford education. But she was abandoned by them since childhood. She probably isn’t even as good as the late Aria.”

“Aria’s talent is just average. Emma is definitely even worse. For once, Mr. Hall returns to the Hall family’s home today, so let’s not cause

trouble.”

A few people had some drinks, and as they talked, they became more and more offensive, even to the point of offending Liam.

Outwardly, Elsie didn’t express her stance, but the corners of her mouth curled into a smug smile.

“Since that’s the case, then let’s just skip over Emma,” she said.

She couldn’t help but feel smug. “Who’s next,” she said.

“You think you can skip over me just because you say so?”

Just then, a woman’s cold voice sounded quietly.

Emma crossed her arms and stared at Elsie.

Elsie frowned as she asked, “Are you going to paint?”

“Didn’t you guys specially set up these things just to make me paint?” Emma said with a smile as she tilted her head, stepping forward in her high heels.

Liam said as he grabbed hold of her hand. “If you don’t want to paint, you don’t have to

long gotten used to these troublesome people. He had been enduring silently just so that one day, he could

Emma stepping forward truly

turned around and bent forward gently to look at him, saying, “No one can insult you in

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Mon,

sake, and as Liam looked

around and resolutely picked up

people by surprise, but what was even more

boldly wielding it with

art patterns were created in one go, The brushstrokes were spontaneous, elegant, vigorous, and flexible. And just like that,

waiting to see Emma make a fool of herself

people thought, ‘How is she a countrywoman who doesn’t know painting?

had always been indifferent, could not help but frown when he saw Emma’s

is gorgeous.”

someone couldn’t help but be the first to

practice, one can never

elegant. It feels

in motion. There’s blending of intensity

who spoke was Bernard Clinton, one of the most renowned painters

for generations and had produced countless literary and artistic

Clinton said he was thoroughly impressed. Just how good

those who did not know painting g now sensed the depth of

the main stage, Simon’s gaze toward Emma also underwent

Very few things could touch him, yet today, Emma’s

her painting skills, but also

a group of friends and

of Pierre–Auguste Renoir’s “Luncheon of

to make quiet, subtle contributions and foster a harmonious family

painting showed her keen

years with Simon, Elsie naturally noticed the unusual expression on his

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since she last saw

corners of her mouth twitched again and again, sensing a deep sense

then signaled to Kate with

said sarcastically, “Emma, I used to be your teacher at

Could it be

the guests

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