La ex esposa secreta de Amo Odell Eggsoup
Capítulo 174

Capítulo 174

Chapter 174 The few of them started to mock Sylvia.

Right when their gossip reached the climax, Tara stopped them andsaid, “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 art competition, and the paintings that she brought wouldsurely 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 than the winning artworks from the art competition, the winners of the respective artworks also brought their additional work out for display.

Most of the artwork on display was not named, so it allowed everyone to enjoy and appreciate the artwork with an unbiased opinion.

It also allowed the tourists to voice their constructive remarks without burden so that they could be more rational when making the purchase.

Christopher and company looked at quite a number of artworks along the way and the comments he gave were mostly praises, with a few exceptions of constructive criticism.

Some of the artworks on display were lackluster compared to others. It was then one ofthe tourists said to Sylvia, “Ms. Sunflower, I think this piece of sunset painting is quite eye–catching. Can you give mesome advice or comment?” Another tourist echoed and said, “Yeah, I‘ve noticed this painting for quite some time now.” Christopher and the others turned to Sylviawith anticipation. The group looked at a lot of artworks along the way, and only Sylvia remained quiet throughout the process. “Okay.” She looked at the painting the tourist pointed to. The painting was of a sunset. It was huge, as tall as a grown man, and although it might look stunning, its flaws were obvious as well.

Sylvia frowned after some carefulscrutiny. 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 painting was one of the poorer ones, but he knew who the painter was, so he conserved his wordsand 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 her comments, their interest faded. It did noshe 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 mistakenabout your work.” Tara furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”

Sylviagrinned and said, “What I mean is your painting is garbage. I wouldn‘t want it even if it were free.” Sinceshe found out that it was Tara‘s work, shedid not have to hold back anymore. Tara responded with a bitter look. Christopher and the others were stucould start a catfight with Sylvia. Her expression went throughmultiple changes. She had a difficult time trying to suppress the urge to start an argument, butthey were surrounded by people and she could not afford to lose control in public. After some struggle wit