Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1144

Chapter 1144 Below the stage, Odell held Flint and fixed his eyes on Sylvia.

Beside him, Isabel stared at Sylvia, who was still painting, with a straight face. She could not help but
mutter worriedly, “Is Mommy having some sort of difficulty ?” Liam looked at Sylvia and replied, “No, I
believe in her.”

His childish voice was extraordinarily firm. Isabel‘s eyes flickered, and she immediately changed her
tone. “I believe in Mommy too.”

The corners of Odell‘s mouth curled up silently as he continued to look at Sylvia paint seriously.

At that moment, Christopher walked up behind Sylvia.

However, for some reason, he was stunned the moment he saw her painting.

His whole person froze completely as if he had gotten a huge shock.

Seeing his reaction, the people who did not think highly of Sylvia and were waiting for her to make a
joke of herself laughed one after another.

If Christopher acted like that, how good could her painting be?

Many of those who were worried that Sylvia would be able to draw well were relieved and sat up
straight, waiting for the moment when she would make a fool of herself.

Haytham, who had been backstage, came to the front stage after seeing Christopher and the
audience‘s reaction.

Backstage, he could only see the images that the camera showed him, and since he had not given
Sylvia any shots, he did not see her painting. He went straight to the audience and sat with some



students, waiting for Sylvia to stop her brush and for her drawing to be projected on the big screen. He
could not wait to laugh at her with the others.

At that point, Sylvia was still immersed in her painting. She was in the important stage of adding the
finishing touches and did not even notice everyone looking at her. She did not realize that Christopher
was standing behind her either.

Her paint –stained hand held the brush, still scribbling.

After a few minutes, the last stroke was completed, and she let out an exhale. Then, she signed the
name Sunflower on the lower right corner of the canvas.

Only after she did that did she look up and see everyone staring at her.

She froze and looked back at Christopher. “President

Dendro?”

‘When did he appear?‘

Christopher was staring at her painting and seemed to be in a daze, not hearing her words.

Sylvia called him again, “President Dendro?”

He continued to space out.

She raised her voice. “President?”

Only then did Christopher snap back to her senses. He smiled at her and asked, “Sylvia, are you
finished painting?”

She smiled back at him. “Yes.”



“Good.” He took a deep breath, held back his excitement, and picked up the microphone, saying to
everyone in the venue, “All five of our judges have finished their paintings. Now, I‘d like to ask our staff
to display their finished works on the big screen so that everyone can appreciate them one by one.”

After saying that, he stepped back to the side.

Sylvia stood up.

Simon, Lily, and the two other artists also got up and retreated to the side of their respective paintings
so that the camera could capture the complete picture.

The camera went from left to right, starting with Simon‘s

painting, and was displayed on the large screen for three minutes.

The audience and contestants under the stage looked over it carefully:

Although they had all followed the footage several times, they still let out cheers when Lily‘s landscape
ink painting was broadcast. Some students even shouted,” Ms. Springsteen, you‘re forever our
goddess!” Lily maintained a demure smile, but her chin raised slightly.

After several minutes, the camera panned to the old artists‘ paintings on her right. The students
cheered twice and then stopped. It was completely different from the enthusiasm they had for Lily.

The artists pursed their lips and did not say anything.


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