Chapter 503
Serena, sitting to one side, pleaded, "Please stop praising her! If Mirabelle realizes everyone is complimenting her, she’ll be over the moon!"
At this moment, Rosemary pulled out her phone, preparing to take care of some personal affairs. Unexpectedly, Nancy, feeling superior, suddenly hushed everyone around her, then lifted her eyes arrogantly towards Rosemary.
"With your perfect academic record and broad knowledge, surely you have some unique insights. Why not give your opinion on this art piece and tell us what’s so special about it?"
If someone with a perfect academic record came from a privileged family, then not being able to recognize the artist or style of this art piece—or not knowing what made it special—just showed a lack of exposure and knowledge.
If she came from humble beginnings, no matter how great her academic achievements were, she still could not compare to them—the privileged daughters of wealthy families.
So, regardless of how Rosemary responded to this question, she would either be mocked for her lack of knowledge or her humble background.
Rosemary lifted her gaze to find a group of people ready to laugh at her.
She then looked at Nancy’s phone, which displayed a landscape painting, presumably the one they said was purchased for three million dollars.
Her eyes went cold. "To me, it’s no better than a child’s scribbles."
Everyone was stunned by her words, and even Nancy was taken aback for a few seconds.
This naive girl dared to comment that the masterpiece of the revered Mirabelle was no better than a child’s scribbles!