Remarried Wife: She will Remarry, But Another Person-Chapter 206: Want to Steal Her Away

Sabrina Hayes heard Jasper Fitzgerald’s question and was silent for a moment.

She didn’t want to mention the dispute with her ex-husband’s family in front of him.

Because it was unpleasant, embarrassing.

At the same time, she didn’t want to involve Jasper Fitzgerald in this matter.

Reason told her to just leave it.

But... that painting was something Zara really liked.

The little cub seldom expressed what she wanted; as long as she spoke up, Sabrina would wish to give her the stars from the sky.

She didn’t want to give up the painting, especially not to Brooke Sinclairs’ son!

Jasper Fitzgerald softened his tone, as if coaxing, saying, "Hmm? Why aren’t you speaking?"

Zara saw her uncle appear, and in a protective stance, she immediately tugged at his jacket.

The little voice unhappily complained, "Mommy wants to buy this painting for me, we saw it first, they want to snatch it, and even said we came later, trying to make us leave..."

The little girl spoke clearly and logically.

Jasper Fitzgerald understood what was going on right away.

His eyes lightly scanned the people in front of him, finally landing on the staff, "As staff for the art exhibition, acting with such bias, does your leadership know? Aren’t you afraid of being reported by on-site guests?"

Jasper Fitzgerald’s presence was overwhelming, and the staff was so frightened that they hardly dared to move, not knowing how to answer his question.

He instinctively looked towards Silas Lynch for help.

However, Silas Lynch’s attention wasn’t on him at all.

He stood rooted in place, his gaze fixed on the elder beside Jasper Fitzgerald, as if in disbelief.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses, urgently approached, and respectfully inquired, "Excuse me... Are you Quentin Morgan, Professor Morgan???"

When he asked this, he didn’t seem very sure.

"I am."

The elder nodded lightly after hearing him.

Then he looked at Silas Lynch and said, "What’s the matter?"

Silas Lynch’s expression suddenly became excited.

He approached a few more steps, joyfully saying, "I didn’t expect, it really is you! Hello, hello, my name is Silas Lynch, I am also a painter, Elder Morgan, you are my idol, I entered this field under the inspiration of your works!

I have admired you for years, always hoping for a chance to meet you, I never thought today I’d have the good fortune to do so, I wonder if I could have the honor to shake your hand?"

Saying this, he eagerly extended his hand to shake with Quentin Morgan.

But Quentin Morgan simply had no intention of reaching out.

Upon hearing that the other was a fan, his expression remained unmoved, only giving a bland, "Hello."

Silas Lynch wasn’t embarrassed.

After all, the person in front of him was the pinnacle figure in the industry.

It’s normal for big shots to have a bit of an attitude.

Silas Lynch’s admiration didn’t diminish one bit, still passionately saying, "Did Elder Morgan come today to view the exhibition, is there any piece you fancy? Do you need me to introduce them?"

He seemed to have forgotten the earlier dispute with Sabrina Hayes, with all his attention on Quentin Morgan.

Quentin Morgan did not respond.

After listening to Silas Lynch, he glanced at Jasper Fitzgerald beside him, then said, "No need, you should resolve the matter in front of you first, this is an art exhibition, not a place for disputes.

I’ve heard what was said earlier, now, as for the ownership of the painting, let’s first clarify it!"

Silas Lynch thought Quentin Morgan came over upon hearing the commotion to join the fun.

Out of their shared industry and to protect his student, he exaggeratedly explained to Quentin Morgan, "What happened is this, my gifted student and I came today to view the exhibition to broaden his horizons.

Upon arriving, he immediately took a liking to this sunflower piece.

As we intended to purchase it, this lady argued irrationally to vie with us, insisting they arrived first..."

Brooke Sinclairs also understood.

Silas Lynch’s enthusiastic and respectful attitude towards this person showed that the elder must have great prominence.

Brooke Sinclairs didn’t want to miss this opportunity, so she stepped forward and said, "Elder Morgan, I heard that you especially love talent, my son recently won second prize in the Veridia painting competition, we place great importance on developing his talent, so we brought him here today for appreciation.

The child likes this piece, and as parents we fully support him, we didn’t expect it to escalate to this, making a spectacle for you."

After a subtle boast, she pretended humility, trying to curry favor.

Then, considerately said, "Actually, it’s not that we can’t let her have the painting, but it would truly be a waste if someone without artistic ability forcibly purchased such an excellent piece.

Because of this, we have argued here..."

She looked over at Sabrina Hayes, speaking in a negotiating and persuasive tone, "Sabrina, how about this, you let Sonny have the painting, and we will buy another one to give Zara, what do you think?"

Of course not!

Sabrina Hayes hadn’t expected Brooke Sinclairs to still be this good at inverting truths, she was furious and ready to refuse.

But before she could speak, Quentin Morgan couldn’t stand it and interjected.

He looked surprised at Brooke Sinclairs and said, "Did you just say she lacks artistic ability???"

Brooke nodded and said, "Mm." To be honest, I know this child too. Previously, she had severe autism and never left the house, undergoing treatment at home. Spending so much time alone, she might doodle something at times, but... professionally... she might..."

She deliberately spoke with difficulty, as if unsure how to describe it.

How could Quentin Morgan not see through her little trick?

Precisely because he saw through it, he instantly felt a repulsion towards Brooke standing in front of him.

He laughed on the spot and said, "Are you kidding me? Your son only got second place in the Veridia painting award, but Zara won the national first prize months ago, and I personally judged that award! Are you telling me she has no talent?"

"What???"

Brooke’s mind went blank for a moment.

She doubted her hearing.

Did this old man just say who won the national first prize???

Zara? 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

This autistic fool???

How could this be possible???

Brooke simply couldn’t believe it, unable to accept it.

She instinctively looked at the little cub standing next to Sabrina Hayes.

She looked just the same as before, how could she really be able to paint?

But something wasn’t right, the child’s eyes seemed to have undergone some changes compared to a few months ago.

Yet no matter what, she couldn’t have suddenly become so skilled...

Brooke still couldn’t believe it.

Even Silas Lynch next to her was dumbfounded after hearing Quentin Morgan’s words.

After a while, he asked in shock, "Professor Morgan, are you... are you serious?"

This little girl won the national first prize???

Quentin Morgan was finally satisfied seeing their reactions and cheerfully said, "Yes, otherwise why do you think I’m here today? I’m naturally here to meet this little girl.

She’s the most talented child in painting I’ve seen in years!"

"That’s impossible!!!"

Brooke simply couldn’t accept this news.

She pointed at Zara and questioned harshly, "She... has never systematically learned painting, how could she win such a big award?!"

The sharp and harsh voice made Quentin Morgan frown.

He said somewhat unhappily, "That’s exactly because she hasn’t learned, it makes her talent stand out even more..."

He continued saying things Brooke couldn’t accept, "Many elders at the International Calligraphy and Painting Association are scrambling to take her as a student, but she already has a teacher."

At this point, Quentin Morgan glanced at Jasper Fitzgerald beside him.

Those familiar with Jasper Fitzgerald could see the hidden anger in his eyes.

He hadn’t expected that just by picking up Professor Morgan, Zara and Sabrina would get bullied here.

His eyes were cold and his voice chilling as he spoke, "I heard Professor Morgan came today to invite Zara to join the International Calligraphy and Painting Association?"

Quentin Morgan paused at these words.

Ah, did this actually happen?

But he quickly caught Jasper Fitzgerald’s drift.

The person standing in front was already an honorary president of the ’International Calligraphy and Painting Association’. As long as he spoke, he had the authority to allow anyone to join the association.

Moreover, little Zara was already his beloved pupil.

With the little girl’s painting talent, even if she hasn’t joined yet, she would in the future; it was only a matter of time.

Therefore, Quentin Morgan also said, "Indeed, our International Calligraphy and Painting Association’s panel of judges, after professional evaluation, confirmed that Zara’s future is limitless. So we want to recruit her specially, to enter the association early and become a member."

Saying this, Elder Morgan took out a badge from the association, handed it to the little cub, and kindly said while looking at her, "Little Zara, keep this well, okay? This is a badge proving your recommendation to join the association. You’re the youngest member of our International Calligraphy and Painting Association."

Although Zara didn’t know what this was, she could feel that this grandpa was helping her and mommy out of a predicament.

She looked up at mommy and uncle, as if asking with her eyes: Should I take it?

Jasper Fitzgerald looked at her gently, rubbed her head, and told her, "Zara, keep this badge well, alright?"

Hearing his words, Zara felt a reassurance within her heart.

She nodded obediently and replied, "Okay!"

Then she turned back to Quentin Morgan, took the small and exquisite badge with both hands, and politely said, "Thank you, grandpa!"

That sweet little voice instantly struck a chord in Quentin Morgan’s heart.

"Oh, you’re welcome!"

Quentin Morgan quickly said, his eyes fixed warmly but eagerly on the little cub in front of him.

Ah, such a well-behaved child with so much talent, why does she already have a master?

He really wanted to snatch her away to be his student!!!