President Charles always wore a gentle smile.
"By a lucky chance, I also possess a piece of art by Evarose, personally gifted to ."
At that revelation, everyone was left dumbfounded.
Even Mya was taken aback. Could it be that the esteed 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 . 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!
Lynn’s friends were equally shocked. Could it be that Director Elvira had sold a counterfeit to Lynn’s mother? Asking fifty thousand dollars right off the bat?
That’s outrageous.
Whoever befriends soone like that was just asking for trouble.
"No, it can’t 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 sothing like that?
"I heard you bumped into Rose and refused to apologize?"
President Charles’s words left Lynn in a difficult position.
"That’s not how it happened."
"Don’t even try to say Rose bumped into you first. There are caras everywhere. Would you dare to lie in front of your president?"
Mya’s words further deepened Lynn’s humiliation.
"If you bump into soone, you should apologize. Is that not what Sumrfield College is teaching you?" President Charles’s tone held a hint of pressure.
Lynn had no choice but to mumble, "I’m sorry."
"I didn’t hear you, speak up," Mya deliberately said. "You were very loud when you were boasting about owning Evarose’s artwork, weren’t you?"
Although Lynn was angry, she couldn’t find any words to retaliate.
"In front of your president, you can’t even sincerely apologize. I wonder why Sumrfield College would allow a student like you?" Mya deliberately stirred the pot.
Lynn bit her lip and finally approached Rose.
"I’m sorry for bumping into you earlier. Please forgive ."
Rose looked at her coldly, showing no signs of forgiving her.
If it weren’t for Grandpa Charles being here, Lynn would never apologize!
"Let’s 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, I’ll be leaving now."
With that, she was swiftly escorted away by her friends.
Rose didn’t bother pursuing her mistake.
"Being envied is an inevitable consequence of having sothing valuable. It’s no doubt true in your case," President Charles laughed heartily, looking at Rose with affection.
"How about it, do you have ti to co over for a cup of tea?"
"I have to lead the team back."
Listening to their conversation, Mya was completely stunned. It seed that President Charles and Rose knew each other, and their relationship seed quite deep.
Rose was really amazing. She had so many hidden talents and seed to know many important people, but she never showed off.
Unlike Lynn, who was so ignorant and superficial.
"Just a mont, it’s been a while since we’ve had a good chat," President Charles was trying to convince Rosemary to stay. It wasn’t often he had the chance to catch up with her over a cup of coffee.
Usually, Rosemary was too busy with her business to sit down for a chat. It was as rare as a hen’s teeth.
"Next ti," Rosemary was worried about keeping her classmates waiting. By now, they should have finished packing and be ready to return to school.
"All right, I know you’re busy," President Charles smiled, not wanting to hold her up.
"When you have ti, give your grandpa a call."
Mya’s eyes widened again. Rosemary had President Charles’ number? And she called him Grandpa? What was their relationship?
"It sounds like they’re close," she thought.
"All right," Rosemary smiled and nodded. "I’m leaving now."
"Don’t get too caught up in random stuff. Take care of yourself," President Charles reminded her before she left.
It sounded like caring advice from a family mber. As Mya followed Rosemary, she couldn’t help but whisper,
"Rose, do you know President Charles well? Are you guys close?"
It seed like President Charles was very fond of Rosemary.
"Yes, like family," Rosemary admitted.
Mya was surprised.
"Then why didn’t you choose Sumrfield College? Was it just because of Westerly College’s lab equipnt?"
"Yes." Rosemary looked up. "Where are they?"
Why were they taking so long to pack up? There was no sign of them.
"I’ll go find them," Mya offered to help.
After a while, Rosemary checked the headcount and noticed that Joyce and Mavis were missing.
She took out her phone and tried calling them, but no one answered.
"Let’s all go look for them," Mya suggested, leading a few classmates. They searched everywhere backstage but couldn’t find the two girls.
"Where did they go after packing?" Rosemary asked.
"They seed to have gone to the restroom together, but they couldn’t have fallen into the toilet, could they?" soone joked.
"I’ll go check the restrooms again."
"They must have gotten peckish and went to the food stalls behind Sumrfield College." Rosemary nodded and waited.
After a while, Mya returned, holding a keychain.
"This is Joyce’s. She always carries it around like a precious treasure. I can’t believe it was in the restroom.
I also found Mavis’ shoulder bag. She just bought this Louis Vuitton. She wouldn’t just leave it on the restroom floor."
"Do you think they’re in danger?"
"What danger could there be in the restroom of Sumrfield College?"
Rosemary recalled the guys and realized she might have overlooked sothing. She rushed to the restroom and pushed the door open. There was no one inside.
The window was wide open. If soone was taken from here, it wasn’t impossible.
Apart from the keychain and the LV bag found earlier, there were no other clues.
"I’ll try calling them again."
"I’ll send them a WhatsApp ssage."
"Do you think those jerks from Sumrfield College took them because we outshone them today?"
"Should we tell the teachers?"
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