President Charles always wore a gentle smile.
"By a lucky chance, I also possess a piece of art by Evarose, personally gifted to me."
At that revelation, everyone was left dumbfounded.
Even Mya was taken aback. Could it be that the esteemed elder that Evarose gifted the painting to was President Charles?
That was turning into quite a spectacle.
"Evarose and I have been acquainted for years. I can recognize her brushwork," President Charles turned his gaze to Lynn.
"The original piece is with me. The one you have is definitely a counterfeit."
Lynn was utterly flabbergasted. Nothing could be more humiliating than being publicly called out by the college president.
But how could it be fake? The painting was sold to her mother by Auntie Elvira.
Auntie Elvira had charged her mother fifty thousand dollars!
Lynnās friends were equally shocked. Could it be that Director Elvira had sold a counterfeit to Lynnās mother? Asking fifty thousand dollars right off the bat?
Thatās outrageous.
Whoever befriends someone like that was just asking for trouble.
"No, it canāt be," Lynn shook her head in disbelief.
Her family owns several other paintings by Evarose, two of which were sold by Auntie Elvira.
If Auntie Elvira did sell them counterfeits, how much money would her family lose?
But why? Auntie Elvira and her mother have been best friends for years. Why would she do something like that?
"I heard you bumped into Rose and refused to apologize?"
President Charlesās words left Lynn in a difficult position.
"Thatās not how it happened."
"Donāt even try to say Rose bumped into you first. There are cameras everywhere. Would you dare to lie in front of your president?"
Myaās words further deepened Lynnās humiliation.
"If you bump into someone, you should apologize. Is that not what Summerfield College is teaching you?" President Charlesās tone held a hint of pressure.
Lynn had no choice but to mumble, "Iām sorry."
"I didnāt hear you, speak up," Mya deliberately said. "You were very loud when you were boasting about owning Evaroseās artwork, werenāt you?"
Although Lynn was angry, she couldnāt find any words to retaliate.
"In front of your president, you canāt even sincerely apologize. I wonder why Summerfield College would allow a student like you?" Mya deliberately stirred the pot.
Lynn bit her lip and finally approached Rose.
"Iām sorry for bumping into you earlier. Please forgive me."
Rose looked at her coldly, showing no signs of forgiving her.
If it werenāt for Grandpa Charles being here, Lynn would never apologize!
"Letās go, Lynn."
"You should call your mom and ask if Director Elvira sold you a fake painting.
If she did, your mom should confront her."
"Yeah, give your mom a call. If necessary, get it appraised by a professional."
The girls offered Lynn a way out.
Lynn looked at President Charles.
"Then, President Charles, Iāll be leaving now."
With that, she was swiftly escorted away by her friends.
Rose didnāt bother pursuing her mistake.
"Being envied is an inevitable consequence of having something valuable. Itās no doubt true in your case," President Charles laughed heartily, looking at Rose with affection.


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