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Chapter 1033 - Chapter 1033 Chapter 1033 This is the Evidence

Chapter 1033: Chapter 1033: This is the Evidence Chapter 1033: Chapter 1033: This is the Evidence Joan Lentz frowned but still answered respectfully: “Mr. Uland, the artistic conception of this work can’t be created by a twenty-year-old girl. Coincidentally, I heard that Mr. Steel lost a piece of calligraphy, so I took this piece to ask him. It turned out to be the one he lost. I don’t know why it ended up in Miss Evans’ hands, but it’s enough to prove that she stole Mr. Steel’s work!”

“Ha…” Page Uland sneered: “Just because Lance Steel says it’s his work, it doesn’t make it so. Didn’t Miss Evans create an even more perfect piece? She has already proven herself with her skills. There is no need for her to steal Lance Steel’s work.”

Joan Lentz’s face darkened, and he continued with furrowed brows: “Mr. Uland, the piece of calligraphy that Miss Evans wrote on the spot was a copy of Mr. Steel’s work. It proves that she indeed has talent, but she’s just a twenty-year-old girl. How could she create such a perfect piece?”

Bang!

As his words fell, Page Uland slammed the table hard: “Nonsense!”

He looked coldly at Lance Steel and asked sternly: “Lance Steel, is this calligraphy really yours?”

Lance Steel shuddered, unable to understand why Page Uland was angry. Could it be that the piece was written by Page Uland himself? If that was the case, he would be very unlucky.

However, upon closer inspection, the piece’s fundamentals were not good. Page Uland had been writing calligraphy his whole life, and it was impossible for this to be his handwriting. Moreover, the style was very different. As long as it wasn’t Page Uland’s work, he could bite the bullet and deny it, and Xaviera Evans wouldn’t be able to do anything to him.

Lance Steel pretended to be calm: “It’s mine!”

Even if Mr. Uland was a distinguished figure, he couldn’t just declare that it wasn’t Lance Steel’s work with just one sentence.

Page Uland clenched his teeth. It seemed that Lance Steel was determined to hold on to his denial and knew that they had no evidence. He sneered again. Did Steel really think that Page Uland couldn’t do anything to him?

Seeing Page Uland’s angry expression, Joan Lentz worried that he might be implicated and hurriedly whispered: “Mr. Uland, today is a calligraphy competition. Why don’t we proceed with the competition first, and then deal with the issue of cheating afterwards?”

“Silence!”

Page Uland scolded and glared furiously, “Is it your place to speak? The matter of cheating is no small issue. How could we start the competition without investigating?”

Before everyone’s eyes, Page Uland was usually mild-mannered, and they had never seen him lose his temper like this. Joan Lentz immediately lowered his head and no longer dared to say a word.

Lance Steel was somewhat displeased, thinking that Page Uland was planning to protect Xaviera Evans. He quickly interjected: “Mr. Uland, you are a senior in the art world, and we should indeed respect your opinion. However, today is the calligraphy competition at Libanan University. We can’t delay everyone’s affairs because of Xaviera Evans’ cheating. If you insist on supporting Miss Evans, then…”

“Yes! I’m going to support Xaviera Evans!”

Page Uland coldly interrupted Lance Steel and said icily: “Let me tell you, this calligraphy was written by Xaviera Evans half a year ago. I saw it with my own eyes. How could it suddenly become yours?”

He waved his hand, and an assistant stepped forward holding a phone. They played a video and projected it onto the big screen, proclaiming: “Miss Evans rarely practices calligraphy, so our sir asked me to record it when she wrote last time.”

In the video, Page Uland was leaning on a recliner, lazily watching the girl in front of the wooden table, wielding her brush and ink. The girl had furrowed brows but quickly finished a piece of calligraphy and handed it to Page Uland with a smile.

He took the calligraphy, examined it for a moment, and then shook his head helplessly: “It’s still not good. You really don’t have the talent.”

The video only contained a few words, but the content was quite clear. The girl in the video was Xaviera Evans, and the calligraphy in her hands was the competition piece!

The art hall fell into a terrible silence. Lance Steel stood rigidly, feeling a dull ache in his temples, as if he had been struck hard, his mind in chaos.

Winifred Drew gasped and suddenly stood up. Her body swayed, and her vision darkened. She barely steadied herself by holding onto the chair.

Xaviera Evans knew Page Uland? And this calligraphy piece was completed half a year ago?

This is impossible!

Her breathing became heavier, her chest heaving, unable to accept this reality.

After a long while, the venue suddenly burst into noise, and gasps of surprise filled the air.

“Oh my god! What’s going on? Xaviera Evans actually knows Mr. Page Uland?”

“Did you see that wooden table? Although it looks ordinary, it is made of priceless ancient wood. In a previous interview, Mr. Uland mentioned that it was his study and no outsiders were allowed to enter.”

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