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Chapter 311
After waiting for a while, there was no reply from Daniel.
Winona was a little disappointed.
However, she quickly perked up and sent the photo to Rose, the chairman of the Painting Association.
Rose was an internationally renowned oil painting master with far–reaching influence. When Winona
was young, she even wanted Rose to be her teacher. Rose also liked Winona’s painting talent very
much. She had originally said that she would take her in as her student after testing her. Unfortunately,
Rose ran to Layfield the next day.
After that, there was no news from her. Rose never mentioned taking her in as a student again.
After sending the photo over, Winona dialed a number and said respectfully and modestly, “Mrs.
Liebsig, I don’t know if you are busy. Sorry to disturb you.” Rose was almost 70 years old this year, but
her body was still very strong, and her words were full of energy.
“It is not considered disturbing when it comes to painting.” Rose went on to praise Winona. “Your skills
have improved, Winona, and you have captured the emotions very well. Impressive.”
Winona said modestly, “I still have much to learn.”
Rose sighed and shook her head. “It’s already rare for someone of your age to have such outstanding
skills. I’ve lived for so long and seen countless children. with talent in painting. There are only two who
have such skills.”
This was an incredible praise.
Rose had been famous internationally for a long time, and her prestige was extremely high. No matter
where she went, she would be respectfully called a master. Being praised by her like this, even
Winona, who was always level–headed, couldn’t help but be excited.
After stabilizing her trembling voice, Winona said, “Mrs. Liebsig, you’re too kind. But I’m very curious.
Who is the other one?”
“You know who it is.” Rose’s tone became more amiable. “It’s Sketcher.”
Sketcher was not a real name. She was a genius painter who appeared out of nowhere a few years
ago. H
oil painting technique was the pinnacle. She had only painted a few paintings and had not even shown
her face. No one knew what she looked like or what her name was.
However, her appearance had an epoch–making significance and far–reaching impact.
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evaluation she gave her paintings a dynamic feeling. Now that Nok like a photo, but it also looked alive.
NBA work was a huge tiger. It was so realistic and dynamic that it Bightened everyone who came to
see it. Even some painters who had been asons in the painting world for a long time were shocked by
her paintings. I was really too realistic, just like a real tiger. The use of color and the coordination of
light and shadow were simply to the point of perfection. Just as the oil painting world thought that they
would welcome a rising star, Sketcher gave up on painting. She said that her painting was emotionless
and could not be considered a famous painting. She said that she was just sketching. That was also
the origin of her name.
However, just because Sketcher said that she was a sketcher did not mean that she was really one
Her expansion and innovation in oil painting techniques were of great significance and had a huge
impact on the entire painting world.
All these years. Winona had somewhat imitated what Sketcher was doing, wanting to become the
second Sketcher.
Now that she heard Rose say that her techniques could be compared to Sketcher’s, Winona was so
excited that she was incoherent. “Mrs. Liebsig, is what you said true? Can my techniques really be
compared to her?”
Winona clutched her chest. She needed to take a deep breath.
Hearing Winona so excited, Rose smiled. “You already have 60% of her ability.” After saying that, Rose
suddenly smiled and said in a mysterious tone, “I have good news
What good news?” Winona was curious.
Rose told her. “In this internal competition of the Painting Association, Sketcher will appear. She has
already promised to be one of the judges that day.” “Really?” Winona was so excited that she kept
spinning in circles.
“Yes, it’s true. Rose nodded. “When she comes over, I’ll introduce you to her. You’re about the same
age and are both beautiful. You might become good. friends.
The more Rose spoke, the more she felt that this possibility was high.
Olivia’s personality was really similar to Winona’s. They were both a little cold, and they both pursued
techniques. Perhaps they would become good friends.
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After banging up the call. Winona held the phone and was in a daze. The upturned corners of her
mouth never came down.
Thinking that she would soon get to know her idol, Sketcher, Winona was overjoyed.
She didn’t even notice Daniel’s reply to her message.
After a long time, she finally saw the message Daniel had sent her.
Seeing the notification on the phone screen, Winona’s heart raced as though she was on a roller
coaster. Sweetness spread through her.
She quickly unlocked her phone and opened WhatsApp. The first thing she saw was the message.
[Not bad, but not as good as my wife’s.]
Winona pursed her lips and didn’t reply.
At the Grant family’s residence, Alexander pushed the pile of information away angrily and rubbed his
temples with a frustrated expression.
Damian picked up the folders on the ground one by one and placed them on the desk.
Alexander looked up and his gaze landed on the folders. There was a hint of hostility in his eyes.
He had already flipped through all the information and looked at every photo, but he could not find the
girl in the go
gown.
After so many years. Alexander had long forgotten what the girl looked like. He only remembered that
she was wearing a gown. However, among the information gathered by Damian, no girl was wearing a
gown.
Moreover, because it had been so long, these photos had already turned yellow and blurry. It was
impossible to see the people clearly.
Alexander flipped through every photo carefully. Unfortunately, he could not find any familiarity in these
old photos.
Damian comforted him. “Mr. Alexander, if you are fated with the girl, you will meet her sooner or later.”
Alexander rested his slender arm on the table, revealing a few diamond cuffs that reflected the sunlight
outside the window. They were dazzling and eye–catching.
He pursed his lips and his expression was cold. “Let’s put this matter aside for
now.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDamian nodded and placed the three photos in front of Alexander. He said in a low voice, “Mr.
Alexander, the First Elder and the others are urging you to choose. your wife as soon as possible.”
Impatience flashed in Alexander’s eyes. He glanced at the three photos casually, When his gaze
landed on Olivia’s face, he suddenly paused.
He thought of that night, of the smart and quick–witted woman, of the softness when he was pressed
against her.
A smile appeared in Alexander’s eyes. He raised his hand to hold the photo of Olivia. He said in a low
voice, “Let’s settle on her first.”
Damian understood what he meant. Alexander meant to spend some time with Olivia first. If there was
no problem between them, it would be Olivia.
He took the photo and gave it to the First Elder.
The First Elder looked at the photo and narrowed his eyes. His expression was calm, making it
impossible to tell his emotions. “Then let him interact with Ms. Taylor first.”
Zelen was also at the side. After Damian left, her expression immediately
darkened. She was unhappy. “Why is it her again? Aren’t there two others? Why must Mr. Alexander
choose her?”
Shut up.” The First Elder raised his eyes and swept a glance at Zelen. His
expression was displeased. “Is Mr. Alexander someone you can complain about?”
Zelen lowered her head. “I was wrong. I just felt that it would be letting Olivia off too easily.”
The First Elder sighed. “The girl is quite capable, but she’s too unruly. She still needs to be tested
further.”
As he spoke, the First Elder looked at Zelen. “Go over to Tom and watch over him. Tell him to be
gentler with his methods. Bring back the control of the Smith amily and teach Olivia a lesson. Don’t go
overboard.”
Got it,” Zelen said reluctantly.
his turn of events really let her off too easily!
Olivia’s life was really good. She was actually chosen by Alexander. Who knew just. ow many good
deeds she had done in her previous life to be so fortunate in this
fe?
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