âMr.
Jenkins is a respected master of painting.
How could he possibly make such a mistake?â
âIt appears weâve misjudged the daughter of the Moreno family.
She was innocent,â one visitor murmured.
âIt turned out Selina is horrible.
How could she deceive us with a counterfeit painting?â another attendee chimed in.
The sentiment was echoed by others.
And now, the atmosphere turned accusatory as all eyes, brimming with disdain and criticism, turned toward Selina.
Selinaâs expression darkened, and she countered, âThatâs impossible! Mr.
Jenkins, you must be mistaken.
We invested a huge sum to acquire this painting.
How could it be a fake?â
âAre you questioning my expertise? If you donât believe me, youâre welcome to seek validation from other professionals,â Arnold retorted with a deep frown.
With a pallid face, Selina pondered her next move.
But before she could come up with a retort, Jenifer chimed in with a sneer, âSelina, Mr.
Jenkins is a respected master in the world of painting.
How dare you challenge his expertise? As a dancer, you should focus on improving your dancing skills.
But all of a sudden, you decided to open a gallery.
Is it because youâre a bad dancer that you chose to dabble in the painting industry and exploit it for profit? You mustâve colluded with someone to acquire this counterfeit artwork.
Youâre a murdererâs daughter, after all.
Never expecting you to be a decent person.
â
Jeniferâs eyes blazed with anger and her words came out sharp.
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Selinaâs chest rose with fury as she retorted, âJenifer, quit the smear campaign.
Iâm not in cahoots with anyone! Iâve said it before, all our art pieces are legit.
â
Jenifer, eyeing Selinaâs restless demeanor, scoffed, âCut the act, Selina.
You canât play innocent now.
You think weâre all blind here? Youâve been peddling fake art with those forgers.
You got some explaining to do to the cops!â
A cold glint of satisfaction danced in Jeniferâs eyes.
She had got her payback.
Swiftly, she whipped out her phone and dialed 911.
âHey, I need to report the Breeze Gallery.
Theyâre pushing fake art.
Hurry up, before the suspect bolts.
â
Selina never saw it coming.
Her face went from calm to pure shock.
How could this woman rat her out like that?
If they found out this painting was phony, sheâd be in cuffs!
Something smelled fishy.
Someone had it out for her!
Rosalynn and Jenifer seemed to be in cahoots.
Was this a setup?
What the heck should she do now?
âOh no! Canât believe this new place is hustling fake art.
â
âI just got a piece.
Is it fake?â
âSame! I need a refund for this landscape!â
âYeah, count me in!â