Chapter 111
Winona thought, ‘How is this possible?‘
Winona’s mind was reeling and she gritted her teeth. “I painted it myself!
…ll you trace it, it’s still a stolen painting. A student like
“You’re smart enough to trace it on this year’s now paper, Elliott sneered, “But no matter how you, I can’t accept
“I…. didn’L… “Winona denied it, but her words seemed futile,
“Grandpa.” Carole couldn’t believe it. “You must be mistaken. Quiana was so young a few years ago. How could amazing?”
she have painted something so
“Mr. Wilson.” Just then, a cold and dreary voice came from the courtyard entrance. “Qulana is the one you’ve always wanted as a student, but she’s always refused you, right?”
It was Julius.
He was accompanied by Zack, Shane, Nolan, and Vivi.
Aaden was there too, with Xavier, Tyshawn, and a few other young guys.
The young men all held microphones, clearly showing their intentions.
Elliott nodded and sighed. “I wanted this girl to inherit my skills, but she just doesn’t want to.”
Traditional painting was one of the art forms, often using brushes and ink for a flowing style.
They painted landscapes and animals.
The process was quite dull
Even though many people wanted to learn, their paintings lacked that lively spirit.
Four years ago, he saw Quiana’s breathtaking Vermillion Bird painting and, for the first time, considered accepting a personal disciple.
Quiana never agreed.
Then, there was the car accident with the Levine couple.
After
everything was sorted out, he went to see her again, but it was as if Quiana had disappeared.
They didn’t meet again until two years ago.
Over the years, he tried every method, but Quiana stayed indifferent.
“It’s impossible.” Many people want to be Elliott’s students, but he remains unimpressed.
Some people had the opportunity right in front of them, but they didn’t want to become disciples.
Everyone inside and outside the courtyard looked at Quiana in shock.
Zack exclaimed, “No way, is it her?”
A few days ago, they were guessing, and he insisted it wasn’t possible.
What?
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Chapter 111
“Grandpa?” Carole shook her head, not willing to believe it. “Just a few days ago, she almost threw me off the stairs.”
Elliott’s face twitched slightly. “That was your fault.”
“Grandpa” Carole couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
Winona stood there as if struck by lightning, her face completely pale.
Quiana finally came here,
Elliott ordered everyone out, “Leave, and throw Winona out too.”
“Grandpal” Carole yelled with tears in her eyes. “I’m your granddaughter.”
Elliott’s paze
‘spazo grew serious. “Can you carry on my legacy?”
“L” Carole was at a loss for words. She never had a knack for painting
Suddenly, she thought of something and spoke with difficulty, “So, Grandpa, did you invest in the film recently just for Quiana?”
Elliott replied naturally, “What else would it be?”
The usually unsociable master of traditional painting was surprisingly kind and amiable in front of Quiana
He even humbled himself to invest in hor.
Winona didn’t even know how she left the Wilson residence. She only realized she was being stared at with strange looks the entire way.
She was completely humiliated.
Simon and Mandy were also forced out and asked her with stern expressions, “Winona, what’s going on?”
Winona thought, ‘How can this happen?‘
The painting she bought from an anonymous person turned out to be Quiana’s.
Winona was trembling all over as she angrily tore the painting into pieces with a fierce look on her face. “Quiana, i hate you!”
AD
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