The Queen Returns—And She's Unforgiving novel Chapter 103

Evelyn's expression shifted subtly. She looked at Tiffany in surprise.

But Tiffany met her gaze with a poised, graceful smile that was composed and proud—not the slightest bit forced.

Flynn frowned and glanced over. "Ms. Reed, did you even read the signature? Every piece displayed in the Miller family's gallery is from a renowned artist. You can't force yourself to be one of them. You'll only end up embarrassing yourself."

The implication couldn't have been clearer. He was basically accusing Evelyn of trying to steal credit—claiming the glory of Millie's work for herself.

Tiffany, too, caught the unspoken message—that Evelyn's vanity was causing this scene. And frankly, Tiffany agreed.

Still, she didn't call her out on it directly. She simply said with a gentle tone, "This was the first painting my mother sold before moving overseas. I never expected to see it here. But…"

She turned to Evelyn with a smile. "Thanks for appreciating it. You've got a good eye, Ms. Reed."

Evelyn was stunned. She couldn't believe it was just a coincidence—that this painting was so strikingly similar, and that Naomi's other half of the artwork just happened to go missing. And now, this so-called "original piece" by Millie was being showcased and sold at a premium?

If her instincts were right, this painting by Millie was probably connected to the controversy surrounding Naomi's graduation piece years ago.

Evelyn quickly composed herself. She knew very well that Millie only got into high society and caught the attention of wealthy patrons thanks to Naomi's support. That was how she went abroad and secured her citizenship overseas.

She gained fame by stepping on Naomi's shoulders. But Evelyn wasn't one to act rashly. Arguing here would only make things worse, especially since the painting was officially signed by Millie.

She adapted quickly and responded calmly, "I truly admire this piece. Would you please help me get in touch with Mr. Miller? I'm willing to pay a high price to purchase it."

After all, it could be evidence. If she could get her hands on it, she might someday uncover the truth.

"I'll take this painting," Tiffany suddenly said, her tone light but unmistakably assertive—completely disregarding Evelyn's earlier request.

Evelyn turned toward her. Tiffany looked back, voice still soft, but her eyes coldly dismissive. "Sorry, but this piece holds great sentimental value to my mother. I'd like to return it to her."

With that, Evelyn would be seen as unreasonable by persisting. Her heart skipped a few beats. She turned to the gallery supervisor, who looked uneasy.