Chapter 93: You Are A Wonderful Painter

Chapter 93: You Are A Wonderful Painter

"Me?" Hazel was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I don't have a sister, so I don't know what it feels like to be loved by a sister!"

Becky grievously looked at her. "Do you hate me?"

She looked like she was going to cry, so Hazel hurriedly said, "No, how can I hate you?"

"Then let's play!" Becky showed a happy smile and took Hazel toward the door.

"Becky!" Professor Watson's face sank.

Hazel hurriedly said, "Professor Watson, it doesn't matter. It just happens that I have nothing to do. It will be okay to play with her."

"Joshua, look at this..." Professor Watson looked at Joshua with some embarrassment.

"Since Hazel wanted to play with Becky for a while, let them play." Joshua smiled, and he looked at Hazel, "Don't play for too long, though."

"Okay." Hazel nodded.

Becky cheered and pulled Hazel out of the study. "Let's go downstairs as well." Professor Watson said with a smile.

The two left the study behind Becky and Hazel when Joshua’s cell phone suddenly rang.

He apologized to Professor Watson and nodded. He turned and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. President," Scarlett said in a low voice. "I just followed Vanessa and saw that she gave Professor Watson’s daughter medicine and told her to put it into Miss Hazel's drink."

Joshua suddenly felt sick.

Vanessa was actually going to use medicine as a means of embarrassing Hazel? And the worst part was she was going to use a child who did not know better to do it!

"What do you know about the medicine?" Joshua sighed.

"I have got some of it in my hand." Scarlett hesitated, and she said truthfully, "I guess this medicine could be an aphrodisiac, maybe?"

A touch of cold light flashed in his eyes, Joshua had been tolerant of Vanessa, but she actually dared to harm Hazel several times! If he hadn’t thought to watch her and Hazel ingested this medicine, it would be so painful for Hazel.

"Scarlett!" Joshua said coldly, "Let's find a chance to put the medicine in Vanessa 's drink!"

He was not going to be tolerant any longer. Let Vanessa deal with the outcome she deserves!

Hanging up the phone, Joshua had an unpleasant look on his face.

Since Vanessa talked Becky into helping her, she must have said something in front of Becky. Then, when Becky entered the study room and asked Hazel to play, everyone assumed it was out of good intention.

Although he completely believed that Hazel could handle spending time with the little girl, what if something really happened, he was afraid she might not be able to deal with it.

He thought for a while and caught up with Professor Watson.

***

Becky led Hazel to a room, it appeared to be a studio.

"This is my brother's special studio," Becky said with a smile. She took Hazel by the hand to the front of the easel.

"Hazel, these are my brother's works. My parents praised him for his talented painting."

Hazel looked at the easel, and the painting on the drawing board was quite exceptional.

She nodded and said with a smile. "Your brother appears to be a great artist.”

Becky’s eyes were intense as she pointed to the table next to the easel, there were already paints that had been mixed for the desired color.

She pointed to the drawing board and said. "Hazel, come closer, look here!"

"What's wrong?" Hazel stepped forward.

Becky pretended not to know anything and suddenly reached out to touch the paint tray. Hazel was very close to the paint tray, and if the paint tray were to be accidentally hit, it would definitely fall on her dress. Hazel’s dress would be destroyed by the paint.

This was Becky's plan; her lips had a small malicious smile.

The paint tray flew from the table, Becky screamed, but her eyes told a different story. Within moments, her smile froze on her face because when the paint tray flew, Hazel reacted with lightning speed and caught the paint tray in her bare hands.

Although her hands were splashed with a lot of paint, Hazel’s dress was still clean.

How could this be? How could Hazel's movements be so fast? Becky was surprised and opened her eyes.

"I will wash my hands first," Hazel said apologetically. There was a sink next to the easel, she turned on the water and washed her hands.

Becky was still baffled as to how it did not work, she wanted to believe that it was just a coincidence and that Hazel was just lucky. But she clearly saw that Hazel’s movement was very skillful and striking.

No, no! Becky thought and immediately shook her head in distress. Hazel is a bad woman, and she cannot think she was skillful or striking!

"What's wrong?" Hazel looked at her surprisingly.

"No... Hazel, thank you." Becky said words against her true thoughts.

"It doesn’t matter," Hazel smiled. "Nothing happened, just be careful."

"Okay." Becky nodded unwillingly.

"Right, what did you want me to see?" Before Hazel returned to the easel, she helped put the paint tray in a safe place.

"Here, it is what my brother asked me to paint!" Becky pointed to the painting at the corner.

“Very good,” Hazel smiled and praised. “You are a wonderful painter.”

"Do you think so, too? Hazel?" Becky’s eyes suddenly lightened up. "My brother also praised me like that..."

Suddenly, the smile on Becky’s face froze. How could she be pulled in just because she was praised by Hazel? No, she should hold her position!

Becky quickly reached out and touched her pocket. Suddenly, her facial expression became very cruel.

What is the candy that Vanessa gave her? Why was the candy missing?

Becky searched for it in a panic, she looked in her empty pockets, she was ready to cry.

"Becky, what's wrong with you?" Hazel looked at her surprisingly.

This girl was very excited at one moment, and suddenly she became so lost.

"Hazel, can you do me a favor?" Becky suddenly said. Although it is a pity that the candy was lost, she has other methods!

"What favor?" Hazel asked.

Becky took her to the balcony of the studio, facing a big tree in the garden. It was already winter, and the trees were bare.

"There!" Becky pointed at the tree.

The branches of the big tree reached the balcony, and a teddy bear hung on the branch.

"When I was playing with my bears today, I accidentally threw it into the tree." Becky dreadfully pointed using her finger. "Can you help me to get it back? My mother gave it to me a few days ago, and if she finds out, she will be furious!”

Hazel looked at the bear hanging on the tree, and she couldn't help but frown.