Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 811

Chapter 811

It was then someone from the Art Academy typed a new message.

“We’ve been tagging her for two hours now. Even a blind man can see it. I think she’s avoiding us.”

“Maybe she’s scared and embarrassed to admit it.” Christopher had enough of the criticism and decided to step up.

“Enough. Stop this at once.”

However, his warning did not deter them as it only fueled their frustration more.

“Mr. President, her work represents the face of the academy. If this gets out, it’ll embarrass the whole organization. You sided with her too much.”

“I know how much you liked her before but now, she’s a piece of garbage.”

“You want us to stop because we’re saying the wrong thing? No, it’s the truth. If you want to stop us from talking about this, we’ll leave the academy.”

“Yeah, we’ll leave.”

The situation slowly snowballed out of control and many of them threatened to leave the academy.

Sylvia decided to type a reply with her shivering hands.

“I painted it.”

The chat group went silent for a few seconds before more criticism came.

“Ms. Ross admitted it.” “What happened to you, Ms. Ross? How could you paint this in a live demonstration? Have you run out of inspiration?”

“Even if she’s out of inspiration, it shouldn’t be this bad either. I believe Ms. Ross’ previous paintings are all painted by someone else.” “My, my, it’s possible.”

“Okay, Ms. Ross. Now that you’ve embarrassed everyone in the art industry and ruined the reputation of the Art Academy, what are you going to do about it?” Sylvia frowned. “I’ll leave the academy.”

She quit the chat group right after she tapped the “Send” button. She then continued to quit other art-related chat groups one after another. Soon, everything returned to peace but she was also shivering in fear.

She no longer wanted to see any of the criticism or be

As soon as her words subsided, the baby stopped moving.

Sylvia was amused by the reaction and she could not help

but chuckle.

Her terrible mood got better.

She got out of bed and washed her face with warm water before she sat down in front of the ceiling-to-floor window to stare at the sky.

The warm sun shed its warmth on her, warming not only her body but also her mood.

The sun washed away the terrible criticism and the painting away from her mind. She shut her eyes to rest and put her hands on her belly softly.

She sat there until the sun set and the sky turned dark.

She only got up when her stomach started growling.