"Sky Blue?" Penelope Steele's eyes flickered with surprise, and then her smile deepened instantly. "Are you the new rising star in the art world, Painter Sky Blue?"
Isabella's cheeks flushed.
"I'm not a rising star. My first work hasn't even been accepted yet. I can only be considered… an unsuccessful painter."
Penelope Steele shook her head, her tone firm.
"I saw your painting at the entrance just now. Sky Blue, don't lose confidence. I think your work is very interesting."
Then she asked casually, "Do you also like Jason Smith very much?"
Isabella nodded without hesitation. "Yes. Master Jason Smith is my idol."
Penelope Steele's smile widened, clearly pleased.
"As expected."
She looked at Isabella with more warmth now.
"From now on, you can call me by my first name, Penelope."
Isabella felt awkward, but still obediently said softly, "Miss Penelope."
Penelope Steele looked even more satisfied.
"Good child. You really get along with me."
