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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the ones she hadn't yet sheron must

which ones

but the version of me from my previous

myself in the studio for the entire

I became a spirit, and the insights I gained after taking over Zocy's body. And then, I had

emerged from the studio a day later, Carter was

passed, leaving

against the light, his silhouette

"Finished?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm done."

out the registration form. Under what name do you want to compete?"

hesitation, I

storm in the art world. I didn't care for the name, but Anna treated it as a prized honor. She displayed my paintings at her solo exhibition. Although she never outright claimed to be 5, she didn't deny it when fans assumed so. She had basked in the glory that wasn't hers. The Sanders hailed her as a genius painter, unaware that everything she

I couldn't stop her. I could only watch as she twisted

I would peel away Anna's mask layer

adored her, didn't

survive once the truth comes

Let's see if their

Carter said. He was such a reliable

with Luke. The

but Alisa cared for him attentively, peeling him an apple with unwavering patience.

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him, after experiencing my death and Anna's scheming in such a short

a result, he always maintained a cold attitude toward her. Even when Alisa tried to

know. That's why you need to eat more to

her again, this

mid-motion, clearly unprepared

a man with cancer after all your scheming.

he didn't make a scene. He even went along with getting the marriage certificate without protest. He had been waiting for this moment to deliver a

that this was the price for

sliced it into crescent-shaped pieces, and handed it to him. "Then you need to eat more. Whatever your illness is, Luke, I'll face it with you. I'm your wife now." Her words were so genuine, even I was moved. Alisa was different-from Anna, Sadie, and even the old She had a seemingly gentle demeanor but was unyielding and relentless beneath the surface. She was a

wouldn't work for Luke. After Anna, he trusted no one-especially not

apple from her hand. "Don't pretend.

"Luke..."

my ex-wife's seventh day since passing. I don't want to see anyone right now-especially women." So, I had been buried for seven

headed upstairs, our eyes met

me coldly

I was also his

and I headed downstairs, we were

briefly before seeing her out. Then, I went to find Carter to ask about the