Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 145


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 145


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    Lara found the whole situation ridiculous and she couldn’t see why J had to put up with such


    humiliation.


    Old Mr. Collins stared at J and asked in a solemn tone, “J Jackson, do you have any evidence


    to prove your allegation?”


    All eyes were on J as everyone was looking forward to seeing what evidence she had.


    Yet, J still looked as cool as a cucumber as she seemed to be mulling over something.


    Once again, Lara stood up from her seat and snapped, “Let’s go and tell everyone who J really is! I


    simply can’t hold it any longer.”


    Lee stared at her with resignation written all over his face. “Go ahead if you feel like getting banished to


    Africa to do coal mining.”


    He could still remember the time he let slip J’s true identity in public when they were in Markovia.


    As the result of his blunder, he was sent to Africa where he had spent two months in hell.


    At that juncture, J’s crisp and clear voice came, “Well, I can show you the evidence.” While she


    was talking, she put on a pair of gloves before she revealed her own work.


    A painting of a koi fish leaping over a gate emerged in front of everyone. Under the bright sunlight, the


    scales of the fish seemed to be shimmering with a silvery glow that made the fish look like a warrior in


    armor that was mustering every ounce of its strength to make a leap over the gate.


    The koi fish looked like it was given a life of its own; it was a symbol of strength and determination.


    Upon closer look, one could see that the tail of the koi fish was deliberately given less details and


    colors. In this way, the fish was made to look more colorful and lively the nearer it got to the gate which


    symbolized its eagerness for sess.


    Everyone gaped in astonishment when they saw J’s painting.


    The uniquebination of colors was a telling sign of J’s identity.


    However, everything seemed so oundish to all of them.


    How could J be Master Nato, who was supposed to be an elderly woman?


    Deeply shaken, Old Mr. Collins stared at her painting with utter disbelief. “J Jackson, are you the


    legendary Master Nato?”


    With a faint smirk, J nced at the guests offstage nonchntly.


    At the same time, joy was barely conceble on Lee and Lara’s face.


    Lee knew J was no pushover and she would strike back when the right time came.


    Having been thinking that J stood no chance to win the contest, Henry’s hands were trembling in


    shock as he stammered, “Y-Young Master Mason, is J Master Nato, the legendary artist who is


    said to be an elderlydy?”


    Mason narrowed his eyes slightly and put on a slight smirk without denying it.


    Judging from Mason’s reaction, Henry, who was quivering in consternation, reckoned the fact that


    J was Master Nato had been within his knowledge way before this.


    At that moment, Henry was having great difficulty registering that fact because he found it too


    incredible to be true that J was both a talented doctor as well as a painter.


    The guests obviously didn’t buy it thinking that J didn’t fit the description of the legendary artist at


    all. Therefore, voices of disapproval could soon be heard.


    “J Jackson, I’m surprised you actually have the face to proim yourself as Master Nato.”


    “Do you think you can convince all of us that you’re Master Nato with that painting alone?”


    “From what I heard, Master Nato would always affix a special stamp on her artwork. Can you produce


    that stamp now?”


    “Show us that stamp to prove that you’re the real deal.”


    “I’m sure she doesn’t have it. If she has it, she wouldn’t have participated in this contest because


    Master Nato is way more famous and her artwork is way more valuable than Old Mr. Collins’.”


    “I think she’s just trying to impersonate Master Nato to trick Old Mr. Collins into epting her as his


    apprentice.”


    All the guests gritted their teeth resentfully because they loathed a deception like this the most because


    it was way too hical.


    Emily went with the flow by scoffing, “J, not only did you ruin my glorious moment, but you also


    misled Old Mr. Collins and everyone here into thinking that you’re Master Nato. Don’t you think you


    owe everyone an apology?”


    “Who told you that I don’t have the stamp? Make sure you don’t blink so that you can see it clearly.”


    Slowly, J lifted her painting and pointed at the stamp on the bottom right corner of the canvas with


    her slender finger.


    The whole ballroom fell silent when everyone saw the small stamp that read: ‘Master Nato’.


    Emily went panic-stricken at once; colors drained from her face as she stared at J in utter


    stupefaction.