Chapter 894 - 888: Reversal and Slap in the Face 1

Chapter 894: Chapter 888: Reversal and Slap in the Face 1

As soon as those words came out, the hall fell dead silent.

So quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was staring at Tiana Thorne with shocked, bewildered eyes.

After a brief daze, someone voiced a doubt: "How is that possible? This is clearly Mr. Lee’s original work."

Some fans got furious when they heard that: "This is our idol’s hard work, how can you call it plagiarism? He obviously painted it himself."

"Our idol is a very talented man. You can’t just say it’s plagiarism because he drew something this beautiful. That’s way too unfair."

"Mr. Lee has never had any scandals. He’s won everyone’s recognition. I don’t believe he’d be stupid enough to copy someone else’s painting and even put it on display."

Tiana listened to the voices around her; she could understand them.

Fans who have liked Aaron Jennings all this time, of course they don’t believe he plagiarized.

Except, the truth was right in front of them: the baby girl in the painting really was her.

Her thoughts turned, her eyes narrowing slightly: "Yeah, I couldn’t believe it either, that there really are people this stupid in the world. The problem is, he actually went and did it."

"Miss, if you’re saying Mr. Lee plagiarized, then please present your evidence. You can’t make it true just because you say so."

"Exactly, exactly, who’s that domineering?"

Aiden Shaw didn’t speak. His gaze never left her from beginning to end. He had thought she’d be swept up in all kinds of emotions; he hadn’t expected that all she had was a single, clear resolve—to get justice back for Third Brother.

Could it be that what she said in the dream had nothing to do with Aaron Jennings, and he’d misunderstood?

Tiana was sitting down, shorter than everyone else, but she carried a unique aura that kept people from underestimating her.

At this moment, an elderly man of about sixty stepped forward: "Miss Thorne, everyone here likes Mr. Lee’s paintings. You keep saying ’plagiarism’ with every other word—don’t you think that’s extremely disrespectful?"

This old man was a senior figure in the calligraphy and painting world. With him speaking up, the fans finally felt relieved.

They’d been afraid people might be too intimidated by Tiana and Fourth Master Shaw’s status to confront her, and that Mr. Lee would just be inexplicably slapped with a plagiarism charge.

You have to know, in the painting and calligraphy world, if someone is confirmed to have exhibited plagiarized work, their career in this circle is basically over for life.

Tiana shook her head: "I’m not being disrespectful. He did plagiarize. If we’re talking about disrespect, that should be on him."

Hearing that, the old man got even angrier.

He hated nothing more than these spoiled rich brats who threw their family background around to bully people. He was an old bag of bones already and wasn’t afraid of what Fourth Master Shaw might do to him.

His voice turned cold and stern as he snapped, "Before this blows up and causes irreversible consequences and losses, Miss Thorne, I demand that you immediately apologize to Mr. Lee and clear his name."

Those who hadn’t dared confront Tiana before now found their courage: "Apologize! It’s too easy to smear someone when you’ve got a mouth. If he really plagiarized, then show us the evidence."

"I am the evidence."

Everyone stared at her in confusion when they heard that.

The old man gave a derisive snort: "You slander Mr. Lee and still want to count as ’evidence’? Isn’t that a joke?"

Some people who didn’t know who Tiana was even cursed at her: "What the hell are you, and what right do you have? Do you even know your own weight?"

Aiden Shaw’s eyes turned icy at those words. He raised his gaze to that fool who didn’t know when to stop, his eyes utterly devoid of warmth: "I’ll tell you exactly what right she has."