The Queen They Buried

Chapter 338

The crowd agreed. It sounded like a fair solution.

Since Carmen excelled in traditional painting, if her work surpassed Aubree’s oil painting, it would demonstrate her strength and prove she could have achieved those competition results without Aubree’s ghost–painting or using Aubree’s works.

On the other hand, if Aubree’s painting proved better, it would confirm that Carmen had been trying to pass off Aubree’s works as her own.

“Well… Carmen feigned hesitation, though her eager tone and expression betrayed her as she asked, “Aubree, are you willing?”

‘So this is what she’s planning. Aubree couldn’t help but scoff inwardly.

Aubree hadn’t picked up a paintbrush in over a year. Painting required the feel, vision, and talent, all of which were indispensable. Carmen had both talent and vision, and she’d been sharpening her skills all year. It simply seemed unfair to Aubree.

To the uninitiated, it all seemed above board, but anyone with real expertise could instantly see the tricks at play.

Stan frowned, about to retort, but Pervival cut him off, “Mr. Frazier, this is just an artistic duel between the younger generation. We old–timers should stay out of it.”

grabbed Aubree’s arm and shook his head

blank, but inwardly, she was practically grinning. She had to admit that Carmen had set up a brilliant

practice, there was no way she could outmaneuver Carmen. Carmen’s plan would have

would be the one left in

could never have guessed that Aubree had

skills, artistic vision, and emotional depth had long surpassed her past standard. Even after more than a year without touching a brush, she

on.” Aubree smiled

a helpless sigh. “You’re too impulsive.” Aubree might be exceptionally talented, but after not touching a brush for over a year, how could she possibly compete with

a trap set specifically

his clout would at least have kept the scales from tipping

Stan knew he had to figure out how to minimize the fallout afterward. Worried, Stan was already mentally reviewing his

a serious disadvantage. She hasn’t painted in ages. There’s no guarantee she can win. Also, most of the crowd came

better, she’ll still likely

didn’t dare to

chuckled lightly. “Don’t worry. She’ll win. She’s Aubree. She’ll never

now, it’s not Bree who should worry, but the