"My goodness! Is this Miss Evans's painting? It's so refreshingly elegant, no wonder Mrs. Carter specially came for her!"
"Honestly, Miss Swift's painting is far too inferior compared to this one. They're not even in the same league, no wonder Mrs. Carter wasn't interested in Miss Swift!"
"It seems that Tracy Swift hasn't seen Miss Evans's painting yet. If she knew there was such an outstanding female painter in the exhibition hall, she wouldn't have mistakenly thought that Mrs. Carter was here to see her."
Hearing the crowd's discussion, Tracy's face flushed and paled alternately, wishing she could find a crevice to crawl into, her expression becoming increasingly twisted.
She had to endure, she couldn't lose her temper in front of everyone. Before long, Justin Gresia would find out that something was wrong with the painting, and with his straightforward nature, he would surely question Xaviera Evans in public.
