Over the years, Claire had learned to live under the thumb of the Ashford Family, honing a keen sense of observation. It only took her a single glance to see through Ruby's facade and spot the guilt lurking in her eyes.
It seemed Richard's arrival was proving useful after all. Not only did it help Claire regain some dignity, but it also threw Ruby completely off balance. Two birds, one stone.
Claire snapped back to reality, recalling what Richard had subtly hinted at earlier—Ruby didn't know how to paint at all.
Lifting her chin slightly, Claire raised her voice, drawing back the crowd that had started to disperse.
"There's no need for pointless arguments. There's a straightforward way to prove whether I plagiarized or if you're the original creator."
She paused, letting her words
