NovelEnglishChapter 301 Eleanor and Jessica's expressions turned incredibly sour.
Eleanor had always prided herself on her refined taste. She had almost acquired Kyle's orchid painting, only for it to be torn to shreds. She was ridiculed for it, and since then, she harbored a grudge against Kyle.
After all, her love for the arts was just a pretense. She didn't genuinely appreciate the painting or the painter. Serena awkwardly found a comer to sit in, not daring to speak further. Deep down, she felt indignant. Why should Carissa have such a famous guild senior? Eleanor and Jessica were now silent. Their earlier comments about Carissa seemed like a complete joke. Even the king and the prminister had personally gone to visit-how grand must that event be? And here they were, hiding and mocking Carissa.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was petty, and showed a severe lack of class.
Thinking back to Eleanor and Jessica's slanderous remarks, Serena realized how she had chimed in as well and had acted like a petty person.
Heather's expression was particularly noteworthy, shifting from awkwardness to forced laughter, to a growing sense of unease.
Helen was also unhappy. She hadn't enjoyed the earlier gossip about Carissa, and now, she was even more displeased after the spotlight had been stolen by the latter. Helen had prepared several outfits and accessories to change into throughout the day, but now, she had lost all interest.
Many of the other guests were also becoming restless, eager to visit Northwatch Estate. Even without an invitation, their husbands were there. Surely, they wouldn't be turned away if they joined in on the excitement, right? Noticing the silence in the room, Natalie suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear, how forgetful of me! I nearly forgot something important." Everyone turned to look at her as she slapped her forehead in realization.
"When I left Northwatch Estate, Lady Sinclair knew I was coming here and askedto bring a painting of the snowy mountains for Lady Helen to admire. This piece is a masterpiece by Mr. Spencer. Before anyone could get a good look, Lady Sinclair mentioned she would put it away to present it to Lady Helen." Natalie turned to her maid with a hint of annoyance. "You know how forgetful I am. Why didn't you remind me? I almost forgot something so important! If Lady Sinclair finds out and blames me, I'll be too embarrassed to see her." The moment everyone heard that it was one of Kyle's masterpieces, all eyes turned eagerly toward the painting. The maid presented it to Gillian, who then passed it to Helen.
Helen cradled the scroll in her hands, her emotions in turmoil. When she noticed the envious gazes from everyone around her, she lifted her chin, pride swelling within her like a peacock displaying its feathers. Knowing that everyone wanted to see the painting, she said to Gillian, "Unroll it and let the ladles admire 1/2 +25 BONUS Chapter 301 Mr. Spencer's masterpiece." At her command, the servants set up a table and carefully unrolled the painting.
Everyone hurried forward, eager to get a closer look. They wished they could burn the image of the snowy mountains into their memories so they could later describe its brilliance to others.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was, without a doubt, a work worthy of Kyle's reputation.
The painting depicted towering, steep mountains, their tall trees barren and withered. Most of the mountain range was blanketed in snow, with only a few dips revealing patches of brown rock. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden glow over the highest peaks. In the midst of this golden light, the snow shimmered, and within the snow, the gold seemed to merge. A single beam of sunlight shone upon a tall ancient tree, and it was truly a masterpiece.
All of this was vividly brought to life on paper, as if one could actually see the scene right before them-it was truly magical.
Even someone who didn't understand art would hold their breath when looking at it. Iffelt as if they were standing on that snowy mountain, wrapped in the warmth of that golden sunlight. A painting of snowy mountains that could evoke a sense of warmth-it was no ordinary winter scene. It was clearly a depiction of the sunlight on Golden Mountain.
Indeed, upon closer inspection of the inscription, the title of the painting was "Golden Mountain at Sunrise."
"A true masterpiece that will be cherished for generations!" Margaret murmured, her eyes still filled with awe "Lady Sinclair is so thoughtful, gifting such an extraordinary work to Lady Helen. It truly shows how much she values Her Ladyship." X
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