Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 756

Chapter 756: Chapter 756: One who brings trouble upon oneself is doomed!

Xaviera Evans raised her eyebrows and asked, “Miss Swift, are you trying to say this whole painting was done by you?”

“Why don’t I tell you, this painting was done by two people, a man and a woman, and the style is strikingly similar to that of painter Cold Night. Are you saying your style is also very similar to Cold Night’s, Miss Swift? In that case, why don’t you show us and let us see for ourselves?”

Tracy Swift’s lips trembled, and she couldn’t speak for a long time. Of course, she knew Cold Night was a famous painter, but she had never seen his works.

At this moment, an elder with a good reputation said, “Cold Night’s style is indeed difficult to imitate, but this Rose Garden painting is quite a convincing imitation, around 70-80% alike. It must have been guided by a master, something that even I could hardly achieve.”

Another person directly followed Xaviera’s words: “Miss Evans is right. If Miss Swift has such level, why not directly show us your skills by painting something in Cold Night’s style?”

Hearing these questions from the crowd, Tracy Swift shivered, her face pale, and her body seemed to be on the verge of collapse, as if she would faint at any moment.

She was the young lady of the Swift family, a noble lady of Imperial City. Why were these people so pushy?

Today was her apprenticeship banquet. She had already become Lester Bank’s last disciple gloriously, inheriting his mantle, and her future was bright. But it was all ruined by Xaviera Evans and Xenia Jaak, and now she was looked down upon by everyone.

“Mr. Bank, Tracy must have remembered it wrong. She only added a few strokes to the painting. It was originally Miss Evans who painted it. Let’s cancel the apprenticeship banquet today, and we’ll leave first,” Mrs. Swift said through gritted teeth, suppressing her inner turmoil. The resentful look in her eyes seemed to want to tear Xaviera apart.

Xaviera snorted, “Mrs. Swift, why are you staring at me? I just want to give you a word of advice: Heaven can forgive the crimes you commit, but not those you do to yourself!”

Tracy Swift stood there, reluctant to let go. She was just one step away from becoming Lester Bank’s last disciple. At that time, all the noble ladies in the upper class would respect her, but now her reputation was ruined, and she had to flee disgracefully. How was she going to hold her head up in the future?

Mrs. Swift didn’t give Tracy a chance to react, grabbed her, and stormed off. The rest of the Swift family left awkwardly as well.

Lester Bank looked at Xaviera and pondered his thoughts. Although Xaviera’s painting skills were outstanding, he had heard that the Evans family had fallen into decline, and there was no longer a powerful family supporting her. Moreover, she had offended the Swift family, and her future path would definitely be difficult.

About ten years ago, Lester Bank’s creative inspiration had already dried up, so he wanted to take on an extraordinary disciple to win him honor.

Now that he knew the painter who created this work, he might be able to…

Xaviera stared into Lester Bank’s eyes, seemingly piercing through his inner thoughts, and sneered involuntarily.

Lester Bank remained silent for a while before speaking gently, “Miss Evans, I truly admire you. I have decided to take you as my disciple. This apprenticeship banquet was originally prepared for Miss Swift. Let’s call it an end to that. From now on, I will hold a grand apprenticeship banquet, especially for you. You can follow me to my residence.”

Having said that, he instructed his assistant, “Prepare a spacious studio for Miss Evans right away. Let her create two paintings to show me first, so there won’t be another incident like Tracy Swift.”

A triumphant smile filled Lester Bank’s eyes. Once Xaviera finished her paintings, he would find an excuse to take them away and exhibit them under his own name. Xaviera, as his disciple, would certainly not dare to resist.

When people mentioned Cold Night, jealousy stirred in Lester Bank’s heart. Thirteen years ago, this painter had amazed the entire world of oil painting with his debut work, and he was regarded as a godlike figure. Yet, in his decades in the oil painting world, he had not achieved the same level as Cold Night.

If Xaviera, with her exceptional painting skills, could succeed him, he would have a chance to surpass Cold Night and become a top painter on equal footing with Cold Night.

Lester Bank suppressed his excitement and spoke slowly, “I am determined to take a disciple today. Since you have driven Tracy Swift away, you should become my disciple! This is also an honor for you.”

Xaviera turned to him and sneered, “I never said I wanted to be your disciple. Whether you accept Tracy Swift or not has nothing to do with me.”

Lester Bank choked on his words, then widened his eyes and said incredulously, “What do you mean? Aren’t you willing?”