Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife
Chapter 66 She Finds a Teacher
The man fetched the key and opened the door. They walked into the studio. There were paintings scattering everywhere, and among them was Master Larry, who was standing in front of an oil painting with a serious expression. Master Larry was in his eighties, his hair sparse but his eyes sharp. He looked scary when he was quiet. "Master, Mr. James has made an appointment with you. He is here now. " The man said softly. Master Larry turned and ran his eyes on James for a few seconds and then back to the painting. The man was a little helpless, ready to say something but was stopped by James. James told him to do his own things. Kara took a step forward and stared at the painting in front of Master Larry. On the canvas was a woman who stared into the distance under the setting sun, her eyes full of melancholy. The painting was shrouded in dense gloom. Looking at it made people feel heavy and uneasy. Kara started to learn oil painting at a young age but she liked to use bright colors because she wanted to make people feel warm and happy. "The colors in the distance are too dark. When someone feels sad, he can only see his own misery. The scenery in the distance is not important at all, or sometimes even bleaker. Kara's soft voice broke the silence of the studio. Master Larry turned to her, his gaze sharp and extremely unkind. Kara felt her hair stand up under his gaze. She realized that she did something wrong and subconsciously grabbed James's pinky in horror. How could Master Larry not discover that meaning? There must be something else hidden in the painting. She felt sorry to disturb him. "I'm sorry, Master Larry. I'm wrong. "You are. She made a mistake that she was telling the truth but apologized for it. Master Larry's voice was stern and cold. It sounded like he disliked her. Before he continued, Kara's face turned pale. 'Do I look so horrible?' Larry thought to himself. "Master Larry, Kara was just a little girl and said what she thought. I hope you don't mind. " Feeling Kara's uneasiness, James held her hand. Even James was a leader of the SA Group and had a high social status, he showed great respect to Larry and even apologized for what Kara did. However, Master Larry didn't soften his expression but gave a cold snort. He turned around to drink water but there was no water in the cup. Kara noticed Master Larry's glance cast upon her. She was a timid but observant girl. She hurriedly went forward and poured him a glass of water. When she found the water was cold, she poured out the water again. "Master Larry, I . I'll make you a cup of tea
" Kara carried the teapot downstairs. Seeing Kara's departure, Master Larry said, "Is this the little girl you have mentioned who wants to be my student?". "Her father is David Quian and mother is Veronica Cooper. Do you remember them?" James guided. "Their daughter?" Master Larry looked surprised. Seemingly thinking of something, he slightly knitted his eyebrows. "I heard that she has always been ill in one way or another and don't know she is so grown up. Kara brought up the hot tea and careful ly filled Master Larry's cup. Under Master La rry's sharp gaze, her hand trembled slightly. "Don't burn yourself. " James was afraid that she would burn her self, stepping forward to help her. "I'm okay. Putting down the teacup, Kara stood beside James, her hands covered with cold sweat. James knew that she was a timid girl, but didn't expect s he would be so scared by Larry. He spread out her palms and found that her fingers were a litt le red. He frowned in displeasure. Master Larry raised his eyebrows sligh tly when he saw James's concern and intimac y towards Kara, but he did not directly ask. After drinking the tea, Master Larry motioned to take a seat. Kara hesitated for a few seconds an d unfolded the chair nearby, setting it behind him. Seeing Kara trying her best to please him , Larry wanted to laugh. Unlike her mother, demure and graceful, she was timid a nd cute, but more interesting. "You want to m y student?" He aske d with a stern face. "Y es. Kara bowed h er head, looking docile and sweet. "Then you have to pay a lo t of tuition fees. A few millio n," Master Larry said seriously. Ka ra stood silent. Kara wrung her hands nervously. There was some money in her bank card but it was far more than enough to pay for the tuition. Did she have to u se the money that her dad left her this time? . "Why aren't yo u talking?" Master Larry was impatient. "I will pay it. " Kara bit her lips and made up her mind. "Us e your ow n money?" . "Wh at?" Kar a paused. She had participated in all kinds of national art competitions and gotten money for her prizes. Her father used to make investments with that money. So she was not sure how much money she had exactly. "Forget it. You look q uite dumb. I'm afraid you a re not on the line for Art. Master Larry looked impatient, but in his heart, he quite liked thi s girl who was sincere and adorable. The man behind her could gave her millions easily, but she didn't ask him for help. Instead, she was thinking about how t o get the money by herself. She really wanted to learn painting. "Master Larry, I
I don't have th at much money. I'll pay half first and the n make up for it when I earn money, okay?" . She said nerv ously, her eyes fil led with eagerness. Seeing that she was about to cry, James stroked her little head and comforted her in a low voice. "Master Larry is joking with you. H e has drunk the tea you served so he wil l definitely accept you as his student. Kara widened her eyes in astonishment and turned to the tea, still uncertain. "Master Larry, Kara wants to get into the School of Arts in University A. Please take care of her for the next two months. " James pleaded. " University A? How's your performan ce in school?" Considering having frighte ned her to tears, Larry softened his tone. When it came to her grades, K ara felt a little guilty. She look ed down and didn't dare to answer. "If you don't study hard, I won't let you i n through the back door. Master Larry s tood up and stopped as he passed Kara. "Ho w's your drawing?" . "N ot very well. In front of Master La rry, Kara had no courage t o talk about her paintings. "Not good in sch oolwork or painting. What is in your head?" . Ka ra kept silent. Kara bit her lips . She admitted that sh e was not a clever one. " Master Larry!" . James interr upted and pulled Kara to his side. Seeing James defended her, Lar ry pressed his lips, "James, you've grown up and dare to argue with me?" . "Master Larry, excuse me. I' ll show her around. " James ignored Larry and pulled Kara downstairs. Watching th em leaving, Larry let out a snort. But he st ill followed t hem downstairs. Master Larry would teach in his studio . Many students chose University A because they wanted to enter Master Larry's studio. Entering his studio mean t a high-paying job and the fu lfillment of the dream of art. When Master Larry pointed at a drawing board and asked Kara to draw a painting, she was startled and didn't dare to step forward. "Kara , just be yourself. James encouraged and guided her to the dr awing board. He put his hands on her shoulders , let her sit down, and asked what she needed. Kara stared at the hands on her shoulders, feeling a wave of warmth. "Uncle Jame s, I will . I will do my best. James noticed that her small hands are trembling fie rcely and frowned slightly. He knew that she is a timid gi rl, but did not expect that Larry would scare her so much. He grabbed her cold little hand and spoke t o her with a calm voice. "Still r emember what I said to you?"