Capítulo 174


    Chapter 174 The few of them started to mock Sylvia.


    Right when their gossip reached the climax, Tara stopped them and


    said, “It‘s been years since I contacted her, so maybe the misunderstanding still stands. Stop it, you guys


    .”


    “Tara, you‘re too kind. If I were you, I would have flipped.”


    “Yeah, I would teach her a lesson.”


    Tara simply smiled it off. “I‘m fine. Come on, let‘s go in.”


    The exhibition attracted quite a number of tourists.


    Tara was still the bronze prize winner in the artpetition, and the paintings that she brought would


    surely sell for a decent price. The others agreed and entered the venue with her.


    Meanwhile, inside the exhibition hall, Sylvia and Christopher were strolling around the art pieces. Other t


    han the winning artworks from the artpetition, the winners of the respective artworks also brought th


    eir additional work out for disy.


    Most of the artwork on disy was not named, so it allowed everyone to enjoy and appreciate the artwor


    k with an unbiased opinion.


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    It also allowed the tourists to voice their constructive remarks without burden so that they could be more


    rational when making the purchase.


    Christopher andpany looked at quite a number of artworks along the way and thements he gav


    e were mostly praises, with a few exceptions of constructive criticism.


    Some of the artworks on disy werecklusterpared to others. It was then one of


    the tourists said to Sylvia, “Ms. Sunflower, I think this piece of sunset painting is quite eye–


    catching. Can you give me


    some advice orment?” Another tourist echoed and said, “Yeah, I‘ve noticed this painting for quite so


    me time now.” Christopher and the others turned to Sylvia


    with anticipation. The group looked at a lot of artworks along the way, and only Sylvia remained quiet thro


    ughout the process. “Okay.” She looked at the painting the tourist pointed to. The painting was of a sunse


    t. It was huge, as tall as a grown man, and although it might look stunning, its ws were obvious as well.


    Sylvia frowned after some careful


    scrutiny. She believed the painter of the artwork was close by, so she euphemistically said, “The colors


    used are too childish. There are no stunning skills involved. I can‘t tell what the painter is trying to convey


    , so I wouldn‘t suggest buying it at a high price.” Christopher nodded in agreement and in silence. The pa


    inting was one of the poorer ones, but he knew who the painter was, so he conserved his words


    and stayed quiet.


    The two tourists who inquired Sylvia to give her judgment were conflicted.


    Moments ago, they really wanted to buy the painting, but after herments, their interest faded. It did no


    she remained polite as she stared at Sylvia. “Sylvia, I know there‘s some misunderstanding between us in


    Sylvia raised her brows and asked, “Tara, I think you‘re mistaken


    about your work.” Tara furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”


    Sylvia


    grinned and said, “What I mean is your painting is garbage. I wouldn‘t want it even if it were free.” Since


    she found out that it was Tara‘s work, she


    did not have to hold back anymore. Tara responded with a bitter look. Christopher and the others were stu


    could start a catfight with Sylvia. Her expression went through


    multiple changes. She had a difficult time trying to suppress the urge to start an argument, but


    they were surrounded by people and she could not afford to lose control in public. After some struggle wit