Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 320

You truly have no sense of self–awareness!” Ozymandias sneered. He proceeded to the wall directly in front of him and removed the painting hanging there. Observing his brusque behavior, Winona instinctively furrowed her brow and inquired in a hushed tone, “Why are you taking down the Sketcher’s painting?” Vice–President Milton likewise appeared distressed. “Handle it more delicately, more delicately. There’s only one work by Sketcher in this art gallery. It was quite a hassle for me to secure it on loan.”

This art gallery was owned by the Milton family.

The painting was delivered to Olivia’s side. Olivia lowered her gaze to study the artwork, then raised her eyes and declared impassively, “I won’t be lending it to you at the moment.”

While speaking, she raised a hand and claimed the painting. Placing it nonchalantly on the table, she remarked casually, “I’ll auction this piece.” The moment she concluded her statement, the room abruptly hushed, resembling a tomb in its stillness.

Summned, everyone in the room was left speechless, their voices seemingly deserting them.

Winona was the first to recover, her eyes widening in astonishment. She fixed her gaze on Olivia Taylor and exclaimed, “You’re Sketcher!”

Before Olivia could respond, Ozymandias interjected with a flabbergasted expression. “You people, do you even possess a single functioning brain cell? All this time, Sketcher has been contributing paintings through my master, Mrs. Liebsig. This style of painting is clearly not my master’s work. Furthermore, she has six disciples, and every one of them has their own renowned creations. Even if you engage your lowest cognitive faculties, you should have deduced that Sketcher is Olivia!”

“No, this can’t be real,” Winona muttered, her expression dazed. Reflecting on her previous boast about her 60% Sketcher’s level, she felt an overwhelming urge to find a place to hide.

She ruminated, “This is humiliating, utterly humiliating!

“I can’t even bring myself to face anyone!”

Winona had shed her previous arrogance and now sat huddled on the sidelines, her countenance riddled with remorse.

Vice–President Milton remained composed. He wore a perplexed expression as he regarded Olivia. “Given that you’re Sketcher, why didn’t you disclose your true identity sooner? Why keep it concealed?”

Mrs. Liebsig positioned herself protectively in front of Olivia. With a gentle smile,

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she gazed up at Vice–President Milton and clarified. “My disciple felt she wasn’t a proficient artist. She was concerned about humiliating herself, which is why she concealed her identity

these words, everyone in the room

couldn’t help but ponder, “With such levels of expertise, she still claimed that her drawing skills were subpar. In that

present, her tone now tinged with seriousness. “Since when has the Painting Association taken such a downward turn? First, there was vocal support for a plagiarist, and now

to paint and gain fame as an artist? Must my disciple be subjected to ridicule and

deplorable atmosphere is

to move on?! The initial purpose of the Painting Association was to foster artistic creation and theoretical exploration. It was meant to safeguard the art of painting and encourage the growth and flourishing of our local art scene, not to foster rivalry and

of you, take some time to introspect.” Mrs. Liebsig had remained silent until now, carefully observing everyone’s reactions. Throughout her tenure, the Painting Association had made steady progress under her guidance. She had believed that selecting talented members was of utmost importance, but she had

that the moment had arrived for a reorganization

my responsibility. I never anticipated Winona’s extreme and intolerant stance. She’s a gifted and hardworking young woman, and she greatly admires your work. I had hoped

of guilt overwhelmed Mrs. Liebsig, nearly

events were instigated by others, as

frigid, had transformed into one of deep admiration. “I should be the one apologizing. If I hadn’t insisted on

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Billionares Missing Darling

accused in this matter.”

my student. If I can’t shield you, then who else should I safeguard? If you ever think you’ve disappointed me, just channel that

a moment and nodded with approval.

but found herself without the opportunity. Finally, in a tone of despair, she managed to murmur, “No, no,

“What happened?”

Everyone asked.

has suffered from tendon injuries, and I can’t maintain a

words, she closed

renowned artist and host her

as Bettany was anticipating the remorseful sighs of those around her,

at Olivia, puzzled by her grasp on her wrist. Olivia checked Bettany’s pulse and applied gentle pressure for a moment. After a careful examination, she asserted, “It’s a minor issue. It can be

“What the hell?

did Olivia