Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 369

"What do you mean by someone else's name?" Rachel felt a surge of panic. A sense of unease arose within her, but she still tried her best to remain calm.

She blurted, "I didn't sign any name on the drawing, Mr. Carter..."

"You didn't?" Simon's expression turned icy as he questioned her sharply. "Since you know Ms. Harrington, you should be aware that she has a habit of signing her name on his artworks, right? Although it's subtle, anyone who has seen a few of her works and looked closely will be able to find it!"

At first, Simon had been impressed by Rachel's artistic skill and hadn't looked for the signature. But when he later noticed the hidden signature in the corner of the painting, he realized it wasn't Rachel's name at all.

The bewildered expression that Rachel showed when the signature was mentioned made it clear that she knew nothing about Jess. How could she have imitated Jess' work so perfectly if she didn't know Jess at all?

"Then whose name is signed on the drawing?" Rachel muttered.

Simon stepped closer to the artwork and pointed to the corner. "Take a look for yourself!"

Rachel, along with everyone else, widened their eyes and stared at the spot where Simon was pointing.

A moment later, a wave of shock washed over the entire crowd.

"Is Yolanda Henderson another name that you go by? Or did you steal this painting from this student named Yolanda and pass it off as your own work?" Simon asked sternly.

"I... I..." Rachel's eyes reddened with anxiety. She had no idea how to explain herself.

Damn it! How could she have known that that wretched Yolanda would sign her name even on a sketch? Rachel had utterly humiliated herself after being exposed by Simon.

"Mr. Carter, let me explain. I didn't do it on purpose, I…" Rachel pleaded desperately.

"This was just a casual sketch I did, which I later misplaced. I didn't think she would have stolen it," Yolanda said.

She made the situation even more awkward for Rachel with just one offhand remark.

Rachel felt as if she had been slapped hard in the face. Her cheeks burned with shame. She lowered her head, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

"Rachel, what is going on here?" Marcus glared at Rachel, his face livid.

He couldn't believe that Rachel had submitted a fraudulent piece to the exhibition and was exposed by Simon himself. He wouldn't be able to escape blame if someone pursued this matter since he was the one in charge of reviewing the submissions.

"Mr. Zwink, I'm sorry…" Rachel said timidly.