Benjamin wore a proud expression, as if he were boasting about something. Jacqueline, who had frozen slightly, looked at the child with a doubtful gaze.
Sensing her stare, Benjamin tilted his head in confusion. Jacqueline spoke meaningfully.
“Did you perhaps talk to Olivia about Fauvism?”
“Um… no.”
“Oh dear. If you didn’t explain that, Olivia might have misunderstood my painting. In that case, next time we meet, we should have a proper discussion about Fauvist style. In art, there’s no such thing as superiority.”
“…Yes, Miss Somerset.”
Benjamin rolled his eyes and avoided her gaze.
“Actually, Miss Olivia saw Miss Somerset’s painting and rolled on the floor laughing…”
William, who had just returned with tea, cut into their conversation. Benjamin’s eyes widened and he quickly pressed a finger to his lips.
“She saw my painting?”
Jacqueline asked casually. William cleared his throat unnecessarily, placed the tea down, and turned away.…
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