Chapter 46: Competing to Be Master

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hubert sat in the car and could not help but look at the photos on his phone. It was Amelias paintings. One of them was called An amus.e.m.e.nt park in the sky. The main character was a little girl holding an adults hand. Miss White Cloud was greeting her, and the mischievous Brother Rainbow was calling her to play with the slide. The sun was a huge ferris wheel, and there were a few melted ice creams hanging on it In this painting, everything was very clear. Only the person whose hand the little girl was holding was a white shadow that was incompatible with everything around. This was the only thing that

Hubert did not understand in all the paintings. Amelia did not explain in detail.

Hubert posted these paintings on his social media account and praised her generously, This is a little artist with a gorgeous spiritual world.

Hubert was not a person who liked to praise others. The only things that could make him say a word of praise were those antique paintings that had already been chosen to enter the museums. That night, the Western painting circle exploded. Everyone was asking who the painter Hubert was talking about was.

As soon as the car drove out of the manor, it was stopped by someone. The chauffeur asked Hubert, Fellow Lawrence, someone is stopping the car.

Hubert raised his head and saw Evelyns mother standing in front of the car with a smile on her face. He frowned, but out of politeness, he still rolled down the window. You are?

When Evelyns mother saw that Fellow Lawrence was willing to talk to her, she felt that Evelyn had the possibility of being accepted as a disciple. She quickly said, Fellow Lawrence, do you still remember us? This is Evelyn. She spoke to you in the manor previously. Her painting was even selected as the first place in the Western Arts Youth Group. Her name is Evelyn Lam.

Since Evelyns mother had said so, Fellow Lao should be able to remember, right? Unfortunately, Fellow Lawrence was confused. Evelyn Lam? Who?

Evelyns mother: Fellow Lawrence actually didnt remember her Evelyn?

Ever since Evelyns work was selected to enter the Western Arts youth group, it had always been a source of pride for Evelyns mother. She often mentioned it in front of outsiders. She thought that her daughter was very famous and that the people from the Western Arts Academy would definitely have a deep impression of Evelyn, but she did not expect Hubert to not remember it at all!

Evelyns mother blushed. Evelyn, who was still a child, could not hold back and asked, Grandpa Lawrence, arent you here to take in a disciple? Hubert: Yeah, whats wrong?

Evelyn: Then why havent you accepted me as your disciple?

Hubert:

Evelyns mother was a little embarra.s.sed, but she was also waiting for Huberts answer. Hubert said tactfully, Im sorry, little kid. Ive already taken in a disciple.

Evelyns mothers heart skipped a beat. She smiled and said, Your disciple is

Miss Amelia, right?

Hubert nodded. At the mention of Amelia, a smile appeared on his face. Yes, Mia is a very talented child. After saying that, he nodded at Evelyns mother and Evelyn before closing the car window and leaving.

Evelyns mother could not accept the feeling of falling from a tall height and could not help but complain, The Walton family must have spent money.

Evelyn was stunned. So Amelia had spent money to buy her spot as a disciple? Suddenly, Evelyn broke down and ran away crying. She hated Amelia! Grandpa Lawrence had wanted to take her in as a disciple, but Amelia, this bad person, s.n.a.t.c.hed her away!

Evelyns mother hurriedly chased after her.

After sending off her old friend, Hubert, Amelia returned to her room to wash up and change into her pajamas. She was wearing a furry rabbit pajamas with two long rabbit ears on her hat, making Amelia look even cuter.

Old Madam Walton touched Amelias forehead kindly. Good Mia, do you want

Grandma to sleep with you?

Amelia grabbed the blanket and shook her head. No need. Mia can sleep alone.

Old Madam Walton stroked Amelias soft hair lovingly. This child was so sensible that it made ones heart ache. Then remember to call Grandma if theres anything. You can press this call b.u.t.ton.

Amelia nodded and said goodnight to Old Madam Walton obediently.

Elmer leaned against the wall at the end of the bed and clicked his tongue.

That old man called Hubert in the study actually dared to s.n.a.t.c.h his disciple. In this day and age, he still had to compete to be a master?

Little Mia, Master will teach you spells, okay? Do you know what spells are? Theyre the kind that can conjure fireb.a.l.l.s with a few incantations! If that doesnt work, I can teach you how to catch ghosts. However, I have to open your Heavenly Eye first so that you can see me and not only hear my voice Elmer rubbed his hands excitedly.

Amelia turned her head. I dont want to learn! I want to learn how to paint from my old friend. This is what children should learn..