RankNovelChapter 33: Immanuel, with an apron tied tightly around his waist and his cooking sleeves rolled up, cout
brandishing a blade like an old warrior ready for battle.
His gaze locked onto Colton, seething with fury.
Who taught you to talk like that? Srude creature comes here and thinks he can make a scene.
Get out of here! Right now.
In his youth, Emanuel's reputation was legendary.
He once got into a fistfight with another artist over a disagreement about ceramics, in front of the media no less.
Even now, well into his sixties, that sfire continued to burn fiercely within him.
And when it cto Allison, his protective instincts flared up like a bonfire.
After all, he had convinced her to come, and now that arrogant jerk dared to cause trouble under his roof! Watch
out, Emanuel, Allison said, rushing to support him, sensing the danger in his rising anger.
He wasn't a chick, and the last thing | wanted was for him to cross the line.
Don't worry, he barked.
Nobody intimidates you in my house.
You are too soft.
You should go slap him.
And if his parents were here, he would slap them too! His temper had not calmed one bit as he spoke.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMelany, realizing that she was in the presence of the legendary master potter, nervously took a few steps back.
Emanuel waved the blade to increase his panic.
Hurriedly, she took out an invitation from her bag, hoping to calm the situation.
Sir, please, let's not escalate things.
“This is all for the sake of his good name,” he said in his most innocent tone, flashing a strained smile.
We just won this ceramic trading post at auction, and we chere out of admiration for you.
But in the heat of an argument with Colton, Allison... she, well, slipped up and claimed to be your teacher.
Melany's voice wavered, a mix of meekness and caution.
She was angry, and although it was disrespectful, it wasn't her intention.
Emanuel cut her off sharply.
Allison didn't make any mistakes.
She truly is my teacher.
She stood straight, pride brimming in her voice.
It tookthree long days and three long nights to get him to reveal his secret techniques to me.
Melany's smile faltered, fading.
You must be kidding.
Who do you think you are, replied Emanuel, with a thunderous voice.
You doubtGet out.
And lettell you something: I'll talk to that auction house later.
So what if they have a lot of money.
Nowadays they let anyone in.
Colton and Melany froze, with faces of disbelief and humiliation.
Emanuel's statement had left them stunned, and Allison's calm demeanor only made the sting worse.
Willing to gamble but not face the consequences Where is your honor Allison's eyes sparkled with amusement as
she mocked them, her voice firm and inflexible, like a mountain.
Tension hung in the air, neither party was willing to back down.
Mr.
Welsh, | respect your talent, Melany began again, raising her voice as she saw more people gathering at the
door.
But that doesn't mean you can fool everyone.
Colton knows Allison inside and out.
Besides, these are all just rumors.
Melany let out a resigned sigh.
It may sound harsh, but that's the reality of the situation.
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As he finished speaking, a few people entered the yard, carrying gifts.
Who is making all this fuss and bothering Mr.
Welsh? The newcomers respectfully shook Emanuel's hand, one by one, before casting cold, contemptuous
glances at Melany and Colton, clearly regarding them as pretentious intruders.
It's all because someone wants to tarnish Mr.
Welsh's good name, Melany said as she saw Emanuel.
newcomers and feel relief.
After all, creating a little chaos among the crowd was his specialty.
Mrs.
Clarke says she is Mr.
Welsh's teacher.
Emanuel grumbled: That's it, plain and simple! It can't be argued.
The newcomers exchanged surprised glances, their skepticism evident as they scrutinized Allison.
Despite her striking appearance, the claim that she was Emanuel's teacher seemed far-fetched.
Just as one of them was about to express his doubts, another quickly tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to
remain silent.
This person assumed that Emanuel was firm in his defense of the young woman, but it seemed that this farce
might have crossed the line.
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