Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 162 Reclaiming What's Rightfully Mine

Chapter 162 Reclaiming What's Rightfully Mine

I went online to search for this art exhibition hosted by mysterious foreign tycoon

The event had invited some of the top-ranking masters in the art field as judges and extended invitations to renowned artists both domestic and international

While it carried the banner of art, it was, in truth, a competitive showcase and a grand auction.

Participation wasn't easy. Only first-class artists could qualify

Many of the entrants were already acclaimed artists from around the world.

With such a talented pool of contestants, the exhibition naturally drew collectors and art connoisseurs globally to bid on the works.

The five-million prize pool was merely a gimmick.

The real buyers came for the invaluable artwork, with prices far exceeding that figure.

For lesser-known artists, it was a rare opportunity to gain exposure. The organizers could make a fortune. the buyers could acquire coveted pieces, and fans got to see their favorite artists' new creations.

For the powers behind it, this was a lucrative cash grab, but it was one of those rare occasions where every party walked away satisfied.

A silent storm had already begun brewing in the domestic art field. Among the buzz, the fans of S were the most fervent

They flooded Anna's social media account to urge her to participate. They claimed it was her duty to represent the country and that her fans were eager to see her new work.

The registration deadline was fast approaching. I hadn't noticed it because I was caught up in recent events surrounding the Boltons.

"I want to participate, but I'm afraid it's too late," I said,

"There's still time." Carter's response was firm.

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He pointed to the registration date on the screen. "You've got two days left. You can make it if you start painting now."

Encouraged by the confidence in his gaze, I nodded resolutely. "Okay"

There was enough time. Anna had taken so many of my paintings. While her skills were decent, any profession valdes innate talent. Some people are simply born gifted.

When we first started learning art as children, even our teacher remarked that she lacked the inspiration I

had.

This time, she would undoubtedly use my paintings to compete. At her last solo exhibition, she had

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and the ones she hadn't yet

which ones she would

but the version of

the studio

before my death, the time after when I became a spirit, and the insights I gained after taking over Zocy's body. And then, I

emerged from the studio a day

leaving behind a bright, sunny

the light, his silhouette looked incredibly

"Finished?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm done."

Under what name do you want to

I said,

she never outright claimed to be

I could only watch as

I would peel away Anna's mask layer by layer to

adored her, didn't

once

Let's see if their

I'll handle the arrangements," Carter said. He

went downstairs, I saw Alisa sitting with Luke. The two seemed to be

marriage. Luke, recovering from treatment, looked tired, but Alisa cared for him attentively, peeling him an apple with unwavering patience. How could Luke not realize that he had been

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Alisa's motives for approaching him, after experiencing my death and Anna's scheming in such a short period, he couldn't possibly

maintained a cold attitude toward her. Even when Alisa tried to please him by peeling an apple with

That's why you need

her again, this time cruelly.

mid-motion, clearly unprepared

into a bitter smirk. "So, you've married a man with cancer

when he realized he had been drugged and manipulated by Alisa, he didn't make a scene. He even went along

thought that this was the price for

you need to eat more. Whatever your illness is, Luke, I'll face it with you. I'm your wife now." Her words

Luke. After Anna, he trusted

the apple from her

"Luke..."

I don't

headed upstairs, our eyes met

looked at me

eyes, I

and I headed downstairs, we were like parallel lines, destined

Then, I went to