NovelEnglishChapter 338: As an avid admirer of Only, Jacob's enthusiasm matched Kale's. "This is genuinely her work! Mr. Sugden, we're looking at an original piece by Only!" "Is that so?" Kale's excitement was evident. He could barely contain himself. His hands quivered as he hovered them above the painting titled "Birds Pay Homage." He dared not touch the masterpiece, fearing he might tarnish it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis hands danced above the canvas, mimicking a martial artist practicing, which struck everyone as comical. His gestures were humorous, and his words were exaggerated.
"Only truly deserves to be remembered as our teacher's proud student. Her skill in painting, her artistic vision, and her creativity stand unmatched in the art world." As Kale spoke, emotions overwhelmed him, and tears began to form in his eyes. The scene was so unbelievable that Marissa couldn't grasp what was unfolding before her. Although she and Kale shared the sart mentor, they had never met. Why, then, did he feel such a profound connection to her? Exclusive content available at gVlnovsAt that moment, no one seemed to notice the puzzled expression on Marissa's face. All eyes were glued to Kale. Kale, quite the tist, sighed deeply, his entire frshaking and his voice breaking with emotion.
Kale confessed, "I've now seen Only's true talent firsthand, and it deepens my sense of shame. My teacher, Mr. Morales, once broke his own rules to acceptas his student, presentingwith an incredible opportunity. Sadly, my abilities were just average, and I failed to live up to his expectations. It's humiliating; I feel like I've let him down." As he spoke, tears cascaded down his cheeks.
At that moment, someone chimed in to console Kale, "Mr. Sugden, though you may not match Only's caliber, your stature in the art world is significant. You haven't disgraced Mr. Morales, and there's no need to blyourself like this." Kale sighed and shook his head, continuing his self-critique. "Despite sachievements I've made in the art world, I'm far from the exemplary student I hoped to be. It's disgraceful! I might indeed be proud of my accomplishments.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut Mr. Morales is no ordinary teacher. To have been taught by a legend yet achieve so little, I can't forgive myself for that. Thankfully, he later found a prodigy like Only, nurturing her into a legend herself. I could just meet an average mentor and die satisfied." Marissa's lips twitched. She was a bit touched by his sincerity. She had initially planned to reveal her identity as Black Mallow and confront Remy fiercely, but Kale's genuine remorse made her reconsider. How could she now bring herself to harm someone? Seeing the sorrow etched on his father's face, Remy offered words of comfort. "Dad, don't be sad. I'll find Only for you. I'll make your dream ctrue." Kale sighed deeply, his head shaking slightly. "It's not as simple as it sounds to track her down. My teacher has always preferred a life out of the spotlight. Many years back, he vanished, declaring his intention to live in seclusion.
Since then, his whereabouts remain unknown. I think of him every night but haven't laid eyes on him since. As for Only, the only trace of her is her artworks. Her face remains unseen by the world. She's just as elusive as my teacher. Finding her will be even more challenging." With that, Kale turned to Daryl, his expression earnest. "Mr. Sanchez, I desperately wish to acquire Only's painting, 'Birds Pay Homage.' Please, consider selling it to me. We can negotiate the price; you won't suffer any loss." Unlike Remy's blunt and imposing demeanor, Kale approached the situation with tact and reasonableness. This seemed to ease Daryl's anger somewhat, though he remained conflicted.
"Mr. Sugden, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you. It's just that this painting halds significant importance to our family. It's vital for our business."
Kale, with his background in art rather than business, paused m puzzled by Daryl's explanation and suspecting it might be an excuse.
Remy, unaccustomed to waiting and opposition, shot Daryl a chilling look. His patience exhausted, he declared sternly, "This painting is my father's wish. You will sell it to us, whether you like it or not!"
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