NovelUSAChapter 335: After realizing she was the legendary artist Only, Marissa muttered under her breath, "Damn, that greedy old peacock!" She had been generously supporting his extravagant lifestyle with a lot of yearly donations, and yet, he had been secretly selling her artworks. Not only did he sell them, but he kept it from her-likely to keep all the profits for himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe more she thought about it, the more it bothered her. She pulled out her phone and texted Zyair, "Old man, are you blinded by money?" Zyair responded quickly, "You cheeky girl, why do you keep callingan old man? Show a little respect! What have I done now?" Marissa sent a smirking emoji and then asked, "Do you know the legendary artist Only?" Latest at gVlnovesZyair quickly replied, "Well, Marissa, I've got something urgent to handle. I'll be off for a while!" After this, his profile picture changed to black and white, showing he had indeed gone offline.
Marissa's lips twitched as she sent another message, saying, "You greedy old peacock. Silence won't help you. If you don't clear things up, I'll fly to the island and pluck your peacock feathers.” There was no reply from Zyair for quite stime. Clenching her teeth, Marissa sent another message, saying, "From today onwards, don't expect any more money from me. Find someone else to fund your clothes and wine!" Almost immediately, Zyair's profile picture turned back to color. He responded quickly with a pleading emoji and said, "No, no, Marissa! Please don't cut off the funds. I've grown accustomed to the luxurious lifestyle you've supported. I can't handle hardship anymore!" Marissa sent an emoji of a cold smile and said, "Apologize." Zyair replied immediately, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! Please accept my sincerest apologies." "You sold my paintings without my consent and claimed I was the last disciple of Mr. Ritchie Morales. Isn't that dishonest? Aren't you worried he might sue you for infringement?" Zyair responded, "It's not a lie. You indeed are Mr. Morales' last disciple." Marissa retorted, "I studied painting with an elderly man in Adagend, not the renowned ink painting master, Mr. Morales. How could I be his disciple?" Zyair clarified, "You naive girl, that elderly man was Mr. Morales. He was merely living in seclusion there." Marissa couldn't believe it. How is that possible? Mr. Morales should be about a hundred years old by now, but that old man only looked slightly older than you. How could he be that old? Zyair explained, "Mr. Morales is very conscientious about his health, consuming all sorts of unusual things to maintain his youthful appearance. He's actually much older than he appears!" Marissa reflected for a moment. Her art teacher was indeed proficient in health preservation; whenever she visited him in Adagend's remote hills to learn painting, he was always preparing sodd mixtures.
She never knew what those concoctions were and had eaten them with him, unaware they were health supplements. With this realization, she messaged Zyair again, saying, “Old Peacock, is he really the ink painting master, Mr. Morales?" Zyair assured her, "Absolutely."
Receiving this confirmation, Marissa felt a surge of excitement. When she m was a child, she often sawM? we Morales working alone, cooking for himself. The villagers thought he was just an old wanderer who had built a straw hut there.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFeeling pity for him, she would make excuses to visit and talk to him. Over time, they becclose, and she frequently assisted him with household tasks and cooking. One day, he proposed to teach her painting, and she eagerly accepted, thinking it was merely a hobby. She had never imagined that her teacher was the revered figure in the art world, Ritchie Morales!
After calming down, she sent another message to Zyair, say Peacock how did loving, "Old m you meet Mr.
Morales?"
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