The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 349

Jeffrey could feel the whispers of the crowd beginning to swirl around him. His face visibly paled.

He turned to Vivienne with a hint of desperation in his voice, “You’re accusing me of plagiarism just based on a paint? That’s a pretty wild assumption, don’t you think?”

His words were hollow and fraught with quilt.

Because he had plagiarized another painting indeed

He first saw it during his trip to the Mirelia Continent, displayed in a renowned local art gallery. He had wanted to purchase it but was informed t wasn’t for sale and would only be on display for three days

So, he took a photo of it and, upon his return, recreated it for his own gallery exhibition

He never imagined Vivienne would discover his deceit

Wasn’t she raised within the mountain and seldom venturing out? And she had only recently returned to the Brooks family How could she possibly know”

Vivienne raised her eyes, her expression was impassive. “The painting is called Recollections It was the artist’s tribute to her mother. The bracelet worn by the woman in the painting, even her attire, were all personally chosen by the artist for her mother And this painting was only ever displayed overseas. It’s not for sale!”

Her eyes narrowed and a sharp arrow of accusation shot out, “When you decided to copy it, did you ever consider whether or not you could handle the consequences if the original artist found out?”

Her aura changed suddenly and exuded a palpable sense of danger

The painting was her tribute to her mother

It was the memory of her mother’s silhouette that had left the deepest impression on her

Her mother had taken her shopping for the first time since they had gone into hiding She had bought Vivienne numerous items but had bought nothing for herself

Vivienne had admired the bracelet and thought it sulted her mother’s elegant bearing. She had lied, saying that she loved seeing her

it Only then had her mother agreed to buy it

The outfit her mother was wearing was also bought at Vivienne’s insistence.

That day, watching her mother’s retreating figure as she went to pay the bill, Vivienne felt it was the happiest day of her life

But that evening, her mother committed suicide by poisoning herself

bracelet that Vivienne had chosen for

that

she had to leave Emerald Mountain, she left the painting

was cleaning the monastery that day, had seen the painting Captivated by its beauty,

started looking for her wanting to

offer she couldn’t refuse was presented. However,

it was only

taken down

was taken aback by her intensity. He took a step back and thed to defend himself. “You’ve got al your facts straight, but who a the (anginal artist then? Apart from this painting are there any other works? An

her eyes cold. ‘Her name is Eulalia

in the crowd

is a mysterious artist Many countries have invited

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collect her art

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the artists

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at the National

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would never just appear in the

just a recent addition to the Brooks family, a mere debutante.

her face. “During my time in the mountain,

room was stunned

Eulalia was Vivienne?

that be

could she

Jeffrey scoffed “But I would advise you to choose a different name I understand your desire for fame, but Eulalia’s name isn’t

so” Vivienne replied, her voice indifferent. She picked up her phone and dialed

voice on the other end greeted her. “Miss Eulalia, what a pleasant surprise. Do you hav piece for us?

the call to speakerphone. The moment the voice was heard, a hush fell over the crowd

Jeffrey was

the

in the National Art Gallery, having a painting there would instantly skyrocket their fame