"It turned out Selina is horrible. How could she deceive us with a counterfeit painting?" another attendee chimed in.

The sentiment was echoed by others. And now, the atmosphere turned accusatory as all eyes, brimming with disdain and criticism, turned toward Selina.

Selina's expression darkened, and she countered, "That's impossible! Mr. Jenkins, you must be mistaken. We invested a huge sum to acquire this painting. How could it be a fake?"

"Are you questioning my expertise? If you don't believe me, you're welcome to seek validation from other professionals," Arnold retorted with a deep frown.

With a pallid face, Selina pondered her next move.

But before she could come up with a retort, Jenifer chimed in with a sneer, "Selina, Mr. Jenkins is a respected master in the world of painting. How dare you challenge his expertise? As a dancer, you should focus on improving your dancing skills. But all of a sudden, you decided to open a gallery. Is it because you're a bad dancer that you chose to dabble in the painting industry and exploit it for profit? You must've colluded with someone to acquire this counterfeit artwork. You're a murderer's daughter, after all. Never expecting you to be a decent person."

Jenifer's eyes blazed with anger and her words came out sharp.

Selina's chest rose with fury as she retorted, "Jenifer, quit the smear campaign. I'm not in cahoots with anyone! I've said it before, all our art pieces are legit."

Jenifer, eyeing Selina's restless demeanor, scoffed, "Cut the act, Selina. You can't play innocent now. You think we're all blind here? You've been peddling fake art with those forgers. You got some explaining to do to the cops!"

A cold glint of satisfaction danced in Jenifer's eyes. She had got her payback.

Swiftly, she whipped out her phone and dialed 911.

"Hey, I need to report the Breeze Gallery. They're pushing fake art. Hurry up, before the suspect bolts."

Selina never saw it coming. Her face went from calm to pure shock.

How could this woman rat her out like that?

If they found out this painting was phony, she'd be in cuffs!

Something smelled fishy. Someone had it out for her!

Rosalynn and Jenifer seemed to be in cahoots. Was this a setup?

What the heck should she do now?

“Oh no! Can't believe this new place is hustling fake art."

“I just got a piece. Is it fake?"