Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 752: Chapter 752: The Extremely High Similarity of the Two Paintings’ Styles

“Master never liked me; he didn’t even bother to hold an apprenticeship banquet for me when I first began studying under him. Now seeing the grand banquet he’s hosting for Xaviera, I must really lack talent.”

Listening to the delicate man’s murmurs, Xaviera Evans finally realized he was Lester Bank’s disciple, but he wasn’t well-regarded; he never even had an apprenticeship banquet and was now drawing desolately by the door.

She glanced at the man’s painting and found his technique was not bad, but he lacked original ideas. A painter without inspiration and only imitating others’ style would never achieve greatness. Nevertheless, if someone earnestly guided him, he would definitely experience a breakthrough.

After thinking for a moment, Xaviera approached and pointed to a spot, “The color here should be darker.”

The delicate man, upon hearing a stranger’s voice, looked up in surprise. He knew that many famous painters were attending today’s event, so he figured that Miss Evans must be a painter and handed her the brush with trust.

Xaviera took the brush, tweaked the color on the palette, gracefully drew on the paper, and within moments, a vibrant and pure rose appeared on the canvas.

She handed the brush back to the man and softly said, “Continue painting two more roses beside this one with the color I mixed.”

The delicate man looked at the vivid rose on the canvas, and his eyes lit up as he began painting with newfound confidence.

Yes, that’s the feeling! Each flower had its own unique posture, vibrant yet pure, just like the woman beside him.

After completing the painting, the man was about to look up in gratitude, only to find that she had already left. His eyes filled with disappointment, but since she must have attended Xaviera’s apprenticeship event, he would surely see her later.

After a while, Lester Bank emerged from No.1 Private Room and saw his disciple painting by the door. He frowned, fearing that the disciple’s mediocre work would tarnish his reputation and hastily glanced at the painting.

At that glance, Lester’s stride abruptly halted. The vivid roses on the canvas seemed to come alive, making a captivating sight.

Lester’s pupils constricted, and he rushed over, asking, “Who painted this?”

The delicate man shuddered in fright, “Mas… Master…”

Lester’s eyes were filled with shock; he knew each of his disciples, and this student couldn’t possibly have this level of skill. “It’s not you, it must not be…”

The man quickly stood up to bow and apologize when a few painters came out of the private room, holding Tracy Swift’s painting.

Lester glanced at Tracy’s painting and the rose in the man’s work, excitedly asking, “Quick, look! Are the roses in these two paintings painted by the same person as Tracy’s piece?”

As easily recognized by industry veterans with decades of experience, the brush strokes and lines were indeed similar, and they confidently answered, “Yes, it looks like it’s the same artist’s style!”

“Who painted this rose?”

Lester examined the rose; since the two paintings were similar, it must have been Tracy who painted it. This disciple had such amazing talent—being able to casually paint a rose that left such an impression. Their gift was extraordinary.

As Lester listened to the astonished remarks, he proudly smiled before questioning his disciple, “Did Tracy paint this?”

Though he asked, he was already certain that Tracy must have painted it. This talented and clever disciple was more than qualified to inherit his legacy. Moreover, her remarkable achievements at such a young age meant her future would surpass his own and bring him even greater honor.

But to his disappointment, the man blurted out that it wasn’t Miss Swift’s painting.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lester’s smile disappeared from his face, and his mouth twitched. After a while, he finally regained his composure and asked in shock, “If it wasn’t Tracy, then who was it?”

“It was… a tall, young, and beautiful woman wearing a dark green coat. She’s probably here to attend the apprenticeship banquet too.”

Lester’s expression darkened, a terrible thought forming in his mind. Was that original painting not done by Tracy Swift? It was obvious to discerning eyes that the rose in this painting and the one in the other piece were likely painted by the same person.

Every painter had a unique style and habits, and every line’s contour had distinct expressions. Although these two paintings portrayed different realms, the details and habits were strikingly similar.