Chapter 323: Exposing Plagiarism

Jaquan's destination was a quiet tea room. Callie didn't want to go in with him, and he didn't force her. She knew she couldn't escape, so she closed her eyes to nap in the car. But as soon as she did, various thoughts and images filled her mind. Nelson's face was particularly clear in the fragmented scenes, making it impossible for her to sleep. Callie took out her sketchbook from her bag but didn't know what to draw. She glanced around and saw Jaquan sitting by the window in the tea room. His hair was slightly messy, his profile flawless, with a slightly prominent nose and thin lips. His demeanor was extraordinary. Unconsciously, she picked up her pencil and quickly sketched his outline. The sound of the carbon pencil on paper was pleasing. After half an hour, she patted the paper and stood up. The Jaquan in the drawing was lifelike, with shadows perfectly accentuating his long eyelashes. She then idly began to refine the hasty drawing. Engrossed in her work, she didn't notice