Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 112

Albert stood up and greeted with a smile, “Hey, brother.”

He turned to the Macclain family and introduced, “This is my big apprentice brother, Jason, and we’re both Mr. Quintin’s students.”

The three members of the Macclain family stood up immediately, shocked by the young and handsome man in front of them, who was surprisingly Albert’s apprentice brother.

They had heard that the two students of Old Mr. Quintin had founded Snowy Studios, one of them was King, and the other one was someone called Jason. Could it be the guy right here in front of them?

Thinking about this, they became even more respectful. Carmella’s heart was pounding as she stared at Jason’s handsome face, not knowing where to put her hands.

Jason sat down next to Old Mr. Quintin with an indifferent demeanor, “Carmella’s painting lacks some certain artistic conception, especially when compared to Mr. Mullins‘ work. The difference in skill is obvious. This exhibition represents the level of oil painting in J City and the cultural exchange among several countries, so I had Carmella’s painting taken down.”

Bennett and Simone exchanged glances, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Qin, Mr. Mullins also said I was young and lacking in experience, which results in

advice and make some modifications to Carmella’s painting, would it be possible to exhibit it

help her make some changes, then who would that painting

red with embarrassment at

was talented and arrogant, always keeping to himself proudly, but he rarely spoke to others so harshly and sharply. But today,

to smooth things over, Albert said with a smile, “The exhibition has already begun, and although it’s a pity that Carmella’s painting was taken down, she is still

“Yes, Mr. Mullins

painting back in the exhibition, the Macclain

this were rare, Carmella gathered her courage before leaving and said to Jason, “Mr. Jason, may I

indifferent as he quietly replied, “You are Mr. Mullins‘ student. Why

that everyone has different opinions on creation, and

even look at her, “Sorry, I don’t like giving advice.”

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and she softly

Old Mr. Quintin and left