Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 74

Janet lowered her head and continued to play with her phone without giving any answers.

Then, the butler parked the car in front of Summerville Academy of Fine Arts.

She felt that the Academy of Fine Arts had an amazing atmosphere and scenery, opting to walk around and have a look when Megan and Emily went to meet Old Mr. Collins.

While looking at the college students, she couldn’t help but reminisce about her life in Markovia. No wonder this is an academy of fine arts. The architecture of the school is so unique and aesthetic. It reminds me of the academy of fine arts that I attended in Markovia because both are so similar.

She went upstairs while carrying her little bag before realizing that there was a teacher giving a lesson in the studio.

However, the thing that caught Janet’s attention was the familiar painting being held by the teacher. After a few glances, she realized that it was a painting drawn by her during her earlier days.

He must have used it as a teaching material for the students. Yet, Janet was still unsatisfied about the painting because she had drawn it during her early days. After all, those paintings were also not up to her standards, so she didn’t think they were suitable as teaching material.

“Can you give me that painting?” She pointed at the painting in the teacher’s hand.

After that, the teacher gave her a thorough look. She looks quite young, but why is she so greedy? How dare she request for Master Nato’s painting!

her softly, “Go away. How dare you ask for this? This

her phoenix-like

know about it, then why do you even ask?

a lot.” Janet quirked up her red lips slightly,

asked, “Are

you know how much money this painting costs? A few millions. Can you afford that? Then, why are you so shameless with

“Hehe!” Janet giggled.

that, the teacher ignored

bad. How can he

her head and started looking around—it had been a long time since she drew something and she felt the urge to draw, so

earlier paintings were still on the drawing board. However, in her eyes,

work, so she grabbed a student’s brush on top of the desk and added a few more strokes to the

she

that moment, a male

looks, he thought that she came to steal the paintings, so he immediately stopped her. “Who are you? What are

paintings on the drawing board. “Look at