Chapter 1804


    Harvey slowly looked up with a disdainful smirk. “Toph, have you read the entire novel?”


    “Of course! How can I draw if I haven’t? I do have some professional ethics!”


    “Then let me ask you.” Harvey tapped forcefully on one of the sketches. “What’s this? What on earth


    have you drawn, Toph? You’re someone who has publishedic books and has 1,000,000 fans, and


    this is what you show your fans?”


    “You…” Toph’s face flushed red with anger surging. “What do you mean by that?”


    “Aren’t you here to discuss with me?” Harvey snorted. “Well, this is my opinion! Even in her delirium,


    the female lead in this section still loves that man. But when the man is in front of her, she doesn’t


    recognize him… This is one of the prominent scenes in this book. Can’t you put some effort into it?”


    “What did I draw wrong?”


    “Why did you draw this woman as insane?” Harvey yelled. “She may be mad, but she loves him!”


    Toph was stunned, staring nkly at him. What he said… sounded somewhat reasonable.


    Harvey picked up a brush, dipped it only in water and ck paint, and began revising the sketch


    directly. With just a few strokes, the entire style of the drawing changed drastically.Books Chapters


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    Toph was astonished, silently watching and savoring it.


    Indeed, Harvey was more skilled and had a better understanding of the book. While Toph only looked


    at the literal meaning, Harvey could read the author’s inner thoughts.


    “See that?” Harvey tossed the brush aside, standing up.


    Despite just drawing for a while, he was sweating profusely, physically drained. He panted heavily,


    struggling to support himself, then turned to face Toph.


    “You can’t just construct images from words… You need to listen to the author’s inner voice!”


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    Toph smiled, taking the lesson humbly. He had to admit that when it came to “madness”, Harvey was


    far more talented than he was.


    “It seems like I’ll have to visit you often for guidance in the future!”


    “Hah, quite modest of you, Mr. Hamerton!”


    “One of our family principles is to be open-minded and receptive. My parents taught me to be humble


    and cautious from an early age. That’s how we progress!”


    “Oh…” Harvey raised an eyebrow, smiling.


    Both artists were highly emotional people, and their creative differences didn’t affect their friendship.


    As they chatted and reminisced about the days when they participated in art exhibitions together, Toph


    felt genuinely delighted, even contemting taking Harvey out for a good meal.


    However, Harvey suddenly trembled violently, breaking out in a cold sweat. He curled up on the floor in


    uncontroble convulsion!


    Toph was startled.


    Fortunately, Chris reacted promptly, pulling him away and summoning the doctor and bodyguards


    waiting outside.


    As with every previous instance, chaos ensued in the studio—the ce was in disarray, filled with


    Harvey’s hoarse screams.


    The doctor administered a sedative, treating him like an unruly animal, as he jabbed a needle forcefully


    into his vein.


    Toph and Chris were stunned.


    Eventually, Chris was the first to react, quickly questioning the doctor, “What did you inject him with?”


    “A sedative.”


    Chris paused, looking puzzled. “What kind of sedative?”


    The doctor nced at him, appearing flustered, but couldn’t utter a single word.