Chapter 136

That was great. Phillip was hooked. Jack had thrown out a few compliments, and now Phillip was drunk on praise, actually thinking he could give him pointers. This put Jack in a tough spot. If he drew too well, he'd overshadow Phillip. If he drew too poorly, Phillip might start looking down on him. After a moment of thought, Jack decided to keep it casual—good enough to be respectable but not so good that it made Phillip look bad. Yet even with that mindset, his natural skill in painting still shone through. He smoothly brushed the words "You have great painting skills, Mr. Cole" with a rough sketch of his face onto the paper. Bella's eyes flickered with surprise. Even she hadn't expected Jack to have such skills. Phillip studied the words for a moment before nodding approvingly. "It's not too bad. Of course, you're still a bit behind me, but you've got potential." Jack immediately played along. "Of course! My skills are nowhere near yours, Mr. Cole. Your wri