But Gerard was preoccupied with his phone.

Upon seeing whatever was on his screen, Gerard's stern expression softened, warming the atmosphere in the room.

“Why did you stop?" Gerard's deep voice broke the silence, helping the manager correct his error.

The manager was relieved beyond words.

Gerard hadn't reacted with anger; he had even assisted with the speech.

Just as people said, Gerard, since falling in love, had transformed from a fearsome figure to a benevolent one.

With newfound confidence, the manager resumed his speech.

Inside the venue of the art competition, when Kenneth commented on the paintings of the third and second place winners, he remained composed. But his demeanor changed when he spoke about Jerrold's painting. “Jerrold, your work has shown me a starry sky unlike any I've seen. You're immensely talented. Would you consider being my apprentice?

The announcement left the room in stunned silence.

Kenneth Freeman was offering an apprenticeship!

People were initially surprised, but considering Jerrold's evident talent, they seemed receptive to the idea.

Jerrold looked toward Lilah for guidance before responding.

Lilah's eyes, full of warmth and support, met his across the crowd, giving him the confidence to decide.

"I'd like that," Jerrold accepted.

He was eager to learn and improve, driven by the desire to protect his mother.

Kenneth, delighted, presented Jerrold with a pendant, a token of apprenticeship.

Jenna, observing this, felt her world crumbling. Her face drained of color, and she slumped in her chair, overwhelmed.

How could Jerrold, an autistic child, create such a masterpiece in just an hour?

Meanwhile, Vera, standing behind Jerrold, looked equally shocked. She hadn't expected to be bested by Jerrold, whom she had always underestimated.

Post-competition, Brenda was overjoyed, showering Jerrold with praise.

Jerrold, feeling shy, scratched his head.

Lilah cheered him on. "You're incredible, Jerrold!"

Then, a chilly voice cut through. “Miss Phillips, indulging Jerrold like this will only hurt him in the long run."

Lilah turned to see Jenna, her brows furrowing slightly. “What do you mean by that?"