Chapter 499


    Jonah hadpleted the entire art when I started on a curved flower petal. Heughed as though he’d


    won when he saw my canvas only had two petals.


    I ignored his sneer and the whispers from the audience, merely focusing all my attention on my art.


    “I’m done!” Jonah threw his paintbrush onto the table as he proimed triumphantly afterpleting


    four of his artworks.


    At the same time, I drew thest stroke and put down my brush. “I’m done too.”


    “This is the artwork you wanted to use topete against me?” Jonah taunted as he looked at the


    flower buds. Suddenly, his face turned red in anger. “Hey, are you looking down on me? Why else


    would youpete with this artwork? Is the painting on the wall done by another artist?”


    “Sorry, there’s a final step I missed.” I walked toward Christopher and asked for his ss of water, then


    headed back to the stage. As I stared at the about-to-bloom peony, I dipped my paintbrush into the


    water and sshed it onto the painting. All the peonies had blossomed as though they hade alive.


    “Woah!” Someone from the audience eximed as he rubbed his eyes. “Am I hallucinating? I thought I


    saw the flowers in the painting bloom?”


    “You’re not because I saw it too,” another audience added.


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    Jonah was stunned by my skills. He rubbed his eyes and asked, “What happened? How is this


    possible?”


    A smile formed on my lips as I pulled the canvas and swiftly drew a rose on it. I repeated the same


    method by sshing some water on it. The rosebud bloomed splendidly.


    “In Hawen, we have argend, abundant resources, and plenty of talented individuals. This skill was


    merely a small trick I’ve learned.”


    A member of the audience requested another painting because they didn’t get a clear look at my


    previous ones. I didn’t mind, so I drew another species of rose. As I made it bloom again, the audience


    started cheering. Jonah was snapped back from his thoughts and muttered, “So you truly have the


    skills. I shouldn’t have listened to the rumors and challenged you recklessly.”


    Standing close, I heard every word he said. I realized he was instigated to challenge me.


    “I lost.” Jonah said with a bitter expression, “I’ve lost to you, and I epted that. As I have promised, I’ll


    never draw again.”


    Jonah set his paintbrush on the table and was about to leave. I quickly stopped him. “There is no win or


    lose. We merely had a friendly exchange. Have I said anything?”


    “What are you saying?” Jonah asked puzzledly, surprised by my words.


    “I’m d to stand here and paint with you. If there’s a chance in the future, let’s do it again.” I extended


    my hand out. “I’m Yvonne Tanner.”


    Jonah merely stared at my hand and finally understood that I was asking him to forget about his bet.


    He shook my hand and said, “I’m Jonah Deere. My biggest gain from today is meeting a beautifuldy


    like you.”


    The art exhibition ended smoothly. That night, Ansley hosted an after-party at the hotel. With the


    clinking of sses, guests came and go, the sweet scent of champagne wafting through the air. I was


    in the spotlight that night. Maybe it was because of thepetition with Jonah earlier, many


    approached me for a chat. And there were even some Annder girls who came up to me for a selfie.


    Furthermore, I saw a Hawenian journaliste over, requesting a photo of me with Christopher. With


    that his interest was piqued, despite my aversion to having my photo taken, he pulled me to the camera


    and posed cutely. “This is an excellent opportunity for us to show what a sweet couple we are. I’m not


    letting this slip. Put your arm on my waist and smile sweetly.”


    “What a childish man!” I uttered under my breath. How can this guy be so cute?”