Violet thought to herself. I can tell why Mr. Lambert is so dumbfounded. He probably had no idea he had taken in such an untalented disciple, one who would undoubtedly tarnish his reputation.

“Lilly is painting!” Violet exclaimed with a slight smile. “What are you painting?”

Thinking she was being gentle and amiable, Violet approached to take a closer look. Many people would pay a fortune to get their artworks reviewed by Violet, but she would never bother. So, in her subconscious, helping critique Lilly’s artwork was a stroke of luck for the young girl.

“This flower is quite well painted,” Violet deliberately praised first. “Under the sunlight, this half of the flower appears vibrant, with rich and vivid colors…”

The painting did not have a distinct style. Anyway, Violet thought it was somewhat childish at first glance.

As Lawrence was about to say something upon hearing Violet’s praise, she continued, “But the other half of the flower you painted is so stiff! The lines aren’t smooth at all, like they were drawn by an elderly person struggling with Parkinson’s.”

She used that metaphor without thinking as she attempted to be humorous, completely forgetting Lawrence’s current condition.

Lawrence’s expression immediately changed, becoming incredibly gloomy…

Lilly looked up in surprise. It’s Auntie Violet. Isn’t she Master Lambert’s most excellent disciple? How could she not even recognize her teacher’s painting?

Violet smiled, planning to pat Lilly’s head to appear gentle. However, Lilly tilted her head slightly, preventing her from doing so.

Violet felt a bit awkward and complained, “You’re being too sensitive, child. You’re getting angry just because I said your painting isn’t good! Your painting has its merits but also its flaws. To improve, one must be brave enough to accept their shortcomings, you know?”

She continued, “There are too many colors here, all mixed up. Nowadays, the general aesthetic leans toward something more sophisticated, and having too many colors makes it seem less of that. Although the handling of the lighter part is slightly inept, it’s still decently done. It’s just that this half of the flower in the darker area is the biggest flaw of the entire painting. It’s really poorly done… Shall I fix it for you?”

have her guide

and stern voice

done together with Lilly. Who allowed her to

landing right in the center of that flower, instantly

the canvas, his expression

started “Mr. Lambert, what’s wrong? Why are you so angry suddenly? I really didn’t mean to ruin

be no big deal. I could easily create something more valuable with just a few strokes. Is it

looked up and said, “Auntie Violet, the half of

shocked to her core, her heart pounding in panic. She quickly said, “Uh… Mr. Lambert, that’s not what I meant, I… I

felt regret growing in her heart, blaming Lilly

not in the mood to paint anymore and waved his hand, saying, “What are you doing here? I already made it clear

sought out Violet immediately and explained directly to her that Anthony already has a family, and if she continued whatever she was doing and break someone else’s family

signs of

grievance, “Mr. Lambert, you really misunderstood me. I just think of Mr. Anthony

lady walked into the garden, chatting and laughing, followed

on her, but it had also bestowed upon her more grace and charm. Although her face showed signs of aging, one could tell that she was a beauty back in her younger

Mrs. Crawford?

stunned, feeling a surge of immense joy. Today, she had decided on impulse to come here. Her art exhibition had ended yesterday, and she had planned for Lawrence to make an appearance and show his

believed that Lawrence must have misunderstood her that day, so she had come

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