The Queen They Let Go (Alice and Eric) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150 A Slap in the Face

Chapter 150 A Slap in the Face

Alice didn’t need to turn around to recognize that voice.

Yvette.

Alice glanced at Eric with a helpless look.

“That’s your mess to deal with,” she said dryly. “Handle it yourself.”

Just as her words faded, Yvette marched right up to them, her tone sharp and accusatory.

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“This isn’t just some grassy field. You clearly have no understanding of what this even is,” she scoffed, pointing at the painting.

“This is a representation of the cerebral cosmos! These are galactic nebulae!”

Disdain painted her expression. “Eric, your taste has really gone downhill.”

The unspoken message? The fact that he would actually marry someone like her was almost laughable.

Alice didn’t flinch. She asked coolly, “Have you ever spoken to the artist about this piece? How would you know what she was thinking when she painted it?”

Yvette gave a condescending snort.

“Of course, I have. We were close friends back when we were both living overseas.”

Alice’s gaze softened with faux pity.

“A real shame. A painter with such poor judgment. No wonder she’s lost her edge. I doubt she’ll ever produce another great piece again.”

Yvette’s expression turned sour. “Alice, all you’do is talk. What else are you even good at? You know nothing about art. I doubt you and Eric have anything in common at all.”

She shook her head with theatrical sorrow. “Honestly, it’s just tragic. A marriage built on a contract is doomed to fall apart in the end.”

Then, with a twisted sort of sympathy, she added, “Alice, I truly feel sorry for you.”

Alice turned to Eric and tilted her head slightly. “Mr. Eric, do you feel sorry for me too?”

Eric looked irritated.

“How my wife and I live, or whether we’ll stay together, is none of your business.”

He paused, then added bluntly, “And frankly, I feel sorry for your painter friend. It must be pure agony trying to talk art with someone who clearly doesn’t get it”

That hit hard.

Yvette’s eyes welled with angry tears.

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Chapter 150 A Slap in the Face

“Eric, how could you say that? You know I ..

“The artist is here! Get your cameras ready!”

Suddenly, the crowd surged forward, and the gallery erupted into chaos.

The commotion was expected. After all, the artist herself was making an appearance.

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She was there to do a special signing, which would make the artworks even more valuable for collectors.

With her signature, the already steep prices would soar.

That was why so many fans were eager to get a special autograph–to keep as a collectible.

The artist’s appearance came without any prior announcement, making her sudden arrival all the more thrilling for the crowd.

Yvette’s face lit up instantly. She hurried toward the artist and reached out for a handshake.

But watching from the sidelines, it was clear that these two weren’t close at all.

Their interaction felt more like a fan meeting her idol than two old friends reconnecting.

Still, Yvette was determined to make Alice look bad. No one knew exactly what she said, but whatever it was, it prompted the artist to walk toward them.

“Would you mind sharing what inspired you to create this piece?” Yvette asked sweetly, but there was a smug edge to her voice.

The artist turned to look at the painting, and her eyes immediately softened with affection.

She let go of the hem of her skirt, slowly walked over, and gently laid both hands on the canvas. Her entire posture was serene–almost reverent.

She said softly, “Every time I see this painting, it feels like my brain is lying in an open meadow.

“I can almost smell the grass in every single neural strand.

“I am nature, and nature is me.”

Yvette’s expression darkened instantly. It was practically stormy now.

Alice let out a laugh. “Huh. That’s funny. It kind of looked like a starry night to me.”

The artist frowned.

“I can’t stand starry skies.

“Stars each follow their own fixed paths. They never experience the joy of lifting each other up.

“Stars don’t have feelings. Neither does the universe.

“In that sense, even a blade of grass is more alive. It can lean on the blades beside it, grow together, and wither together.”

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