PopularNovelChapter 367
Most of the people gathered in front of the drawing were waiting for Simon. As a renowned traditional painter in
Havaria, he only had limited tto spend there. Even if the academy managed to invite him over, he would
only choose to view the highlight pieces.
The onlookers all wanted to meet Simon and were afraid of missing the opportunity, so they stayed in place, not
daring to wander around.
A thin layer of sweat formed on Rachel's forehead as tpassed. She exclaimed, "I've never seen someone as
shameless as you, Yolanda. I'll have to be frank-someone like you doesn't deserve to appreciate my painting!"
Simon might arrive at any moment. If Yolanda started making accusations and claimed that this drawing was
hers in front of Simon, it would certainly damage Rachel's reputation.
Rachel planned to apply to the Art Department of Creybia University in the future, so she couldn't afford to leave
a bad impression on Simon.
"You being here is undermining other people who truly understand art! If you have even a shred of decency,
leave now!" Rachel was too anxious and ended up speaking rather harshly.
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Even so, Yolanda's reputation at First Academy was terrible. Although Rachel's words were blatant personal
attacks, the surrounding students only felt a sense of satisfaction. No one cared why Rachel was being so
aggressive that day.
As for the outsiders who didn't know the full story, they had already heard people slandering Yolanda earlier.
They assumed she was just a worthless student who got into the academy through her family's influence.
Everyone automatically had it in their minds that Yolanda was pretending to know art to get attention.
After hearing Rachel's remarks, they couldn't help but applaud her.
"I guess being shameless makes one impervious to criticism. If it were me, I'd have dug a hole to crawl into by
now."
"Exactly. Why isn't she leaving?"
"Maybe it's because Prince Gavin is here. So, she's probably too embarrassed to leave."
"Tsk, tsk. I really pity Prince Gavin. How could he end up with such a fool?"
As Yolanda remained silent, the surrounding students indulged in a one-sided frenzy by venting all their
resentment and dissatisfaction without holding back.
They couldn't understand why Yolanda could prance around the academy with her powerful backing, and even
the student council president dared not show her the slightest disrespect. All the students felt indignant that an
ugly, fat girl like her got to be Gavin's fiancée.
On the surface, they seemed to despise Yolanda's lack of talent and capabilities. But in fact, they were all jealous
of her. They felt resentful that the good fortune Yolanda was enjoying wasn't theirs.
However, no matter how much those students verbally attacked Yolanda, her expression didn't change. She had
been the top assassin of Xenith Order. If a few rumors and insults were enough to unnerve her, she wouldn't
have been qualified to be the queen of the espionage world.
Verbal attacks like these were tactics of the weak. True powerhouses wouldn't waste ton jealousy and
suspicion. Yolanda knew very well that those hurling insults at her were pathetic, weak creatures. So, she didn't
feel the need to engage with them.
Besides, what was about to happen would be far more interesting than anything happening now.
"What are you all doing? Don't you know better than to make such a huge ruckus at an art exhibition?" A stern
voice rang out from behind the crowd when emotions started to peak.
The head of the school's disciplinary department, Marcus Zwink, led a group of people toward them.
"Mr. Zwink!"
"Good day, Mr. Zwink."
The students who had been very brazen moments before immediately fell silent. They all lowered their heads
and dared not utter a single word.
After the group of people that cwith Marcus entered the hall, they quickly stood in two lines as if they were
getting ready to welcsomeone.
"How unruly of you all to be making so much noise here," Marcus scoffed. His flabby cheeks jiggled as he scolded
the students. In the next moment, his expression changed to one that was obsequious as he turned to glance at
the elderly man who had walked in.
Marcus announced, "Mr. Carter, this is the highlight piece of our academy's art exhibition. We would be honored
if you could look at it and say a few words."
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