Classic Novel
Chapter 305
Simon directly said, “They said you destroyed Odell and Tara’s relationship and became a mistress. I asked them to stop spreading nonsense, but they didn’t listen to me. What b*llshit! How could you come between someone?” He got angrier the more he said. Sylvia’s gaze turned cold.
She was almost certain that Tara was behind it.
Sylvia said, “Forget about them. Let’s go in first.”
“Okay.” Simon followed closely beside her. Sylvia had known him for many years, and they always had a good relationship. Simon was like her fierce bodyguard. He glared at anyone who dared to look at Sylvia with a peculiar look.
Sylvia was quite mad a while ago, but she was soon amused by Simon. “Simon, ignore them,” Sylvia took a seat with Simon after saying so while smiling. They sat together in the first row. When it was almost time for the meeting to start, Christopher walked in with a few other leaders of the association.
After they came in, Tara walked in with the help of two women she was close with, her face pale.
One of them was Ariane Pugh, who entered the national art competition with Tara at the same time and got an Excellence Award. The other was Renna Cummings, who just joined the Art Association not long ago. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
As they walked past Sylvia while supporting Tara, they looked at Sylvia coldly in unison. Sylvia met their gaze coldly as well.
Ariane and Renna’s eyes flickered, possibly because Sylvia’s gaze was too steady and intent.
Tara said, “Ariane, Renna, stop it. I’m fine. Let’s quickly sit down.”
Ariane coldly snorted at Sylvia, and then she and Renna helped Tara to the seats behind. They acted as if Tara’s frailness was caused by Sylvia.
Soon, Christopher’s voice broke the stiff atmosphere.
He went straight to business and talked about the art competition they were holding in collaboration with the Art Academy.
The competition was open to every art student in Westchester City, and there were not many changes in the rules.
After introducing the details, Christopher asked, “Is there anyone who would like to add any
recommendations?”
A few people experienced in competitions gave some suggestions. About half an hour later, they came up with some good suggestions. Then, Christopher said, “We’d like to invite a few experts to be our judges this time.”.
As he spoke, he glanced at Sylvia and two other famous artists and asked with a smile, “Sylvia, Simon, Mr. Smith, and Mr. Johrison, are you free during the competition period?”
Mr. Smith and Mr. Johnson both said they could clear out their schedules. Simon replied, “I have a trip overseas, so I might have to be absent one or two times.” “It’s okay.” Christopher then looked at Sylvia. Sylvia was about to speak, but Ariane, who was sitting a few rows behind her, suddenly stood up. She challenged, “President Dendro, the participants in this competition are all students. I don’t think it’s suitable for Ms. Sunflower to be a judge.” The room was quiet for a second, and then someone echoed, “I agree with Ariane.” “Ms. Sunflower’s amazing deeds had spread through our circle. If she becomes a
judge at this point, how would the public look at the Art Association?” “Yeah, she lacks virtue. She probably won’t be a good judge either.”
Their words became sharper and more sarcastic.