Today at the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting.
The Wright family's daughter and the adopted daughter presented a stark contrast.
One was first in her grade, even receiving praise from Master Robert Reed.
The other was expelled directly from the Elegant Art Academy.
Ava Wright's entourage ridiculed, "As the saying goes, dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes; one is the true daughter, the other is adopted. They attend the same school, have the same teachers, perhaps it's a difference in genes, such a world of contrast."
Amelia Wright, who had always been calm and collected, suddenly raised her eyes to look at the girl who spoke.
In those eyes, once gentle and timid with emotion, now was a piercing sharpness; she didn't care if others insulted her, but no one could insinuate insults towards her parents.
The girl was startled by Amelia's fierce gaze, feeling as if she was about to be devoured.
Amelia picked up a glass of red wine and walked towards the girl.
It seemed like a fight was about to break out without a word.
The girl retreated a step, somewhat tense yet spoke loudly, "Amelia, what do you want to do! Was anything I said wrong? Those who abandon their own children are criminals! Amelia, this is Elegant Art Academy, not a place where you can act recklessly."
Amelia drew closer without a word, raising her glass.
The girl instinctively crouched, screaming and covering her head, thinking Amelia would throw wine at her.
In the next moment, the rich red wine was not splashed on the girl, but instead onto the painting titled Cold Plum Blossom Painting, signed by Ava Wright, behind her.
Seeing the painting praised by Master Robert Reed doused with red wine, many let out gasps of shock.
Ava Wright, after being stunned, was full of grievance as she said, "Sister, what are you doing? I know you're upset about being expelled, but just because you're unbalanced and jealous of me receiving guidance from Old Mr. Reed, you can't ruin my painting."
Ava was actually pleased to see Amelia embarrassed.
Originally someone trod underfoot, just because she married into the Shaw family, dared to brazenly show her face, dared to stand beside Young Master Shaw and embarrass her.
She had to teach Amelia a lesson, to let her know who was the master and who was the dog!
Ava was certainly convinced that Amelia didn't have the guts to reveal who truly painted this piece.
Of course, even if Amelia revealed the truth out of jealousy and rage from being expelled, it didn't matter; one was a student just expelled from Elegant Art, another was top of her grade, even if the truth was spoken, no one would believe the painting was done by Amelia.
However, Amelia's reaction was completely beyond Ava's expectations.
Amelia's throat ached more than yesterday, her voice was soft yet resounding, "This painting isn't finished, sister, can't you tell, this is how it was always meant to be?"
Many were startled, the last person saying this painting was unfinished was Master Painter Robert Reed.
Ava couldn't see it.
But Amelia could.
Ava hadn't yet reacted when she heard Master Robert Reed's laughter.
"Haha, right, this painting is finally right!"
Everyone followed Robert Reed's gaze; the previously elegant white plum painting had transformed in style due to the red wine.
Now it was no longer elegant; the entire mood of the painting had turned into desolate.
Red wine like blood.
Like the blood of the woman in the painting, staining the white plum, turning it into red plum.
The blooming red plum accentuated the woman's desolation and despair in the painting.
This painting was created by Amelia in day after day of pain and despair, how could it not embody despair?
At this moment, Amelia's white dress was also stained with a few drops of red wine, oddly resonating with the woman in the painting.
Instantly Robert Reed understood something, suddenly turning to look at Amelia, his eyes bright, "Young lady, would you be willing to study painting with me?"