Evander leaned exceedingly close to Angeline. Due to his tall figure, his shadow enveloped her entirely.

Everyone knew that Charlie Day passed away at the end of the last century.

Therefore, that question of his exposed Angeline to public scrutiny once more.

“Well…” She naturally wouldn’t say that the owner of the house she rented while abroad for five years happened to be Charlie Day’s eldest grandson, for Angeline promised him that she would take that secret to her grave.

“Charlie Day once wrote an autobiography. On the last page, he vowed that he would definitely have all his paintings reduced to ashes alongside him if he were to die one day. And so, I surmised that.”

When her gaze collided with that of Evander’s, she immediately averted her eyes guiltily.

“Is that so?” Evander took another step closer to her, deliberately lowering his voice.

Words eluded Angeline.

A smirk tugged at Evander’s lips. Seemingly disinterested in exposing her, he turned to look at Wilfred at the main seat, whose expression was as black as thunder.

“Old Mr. Sorelle, although the painting is a counterfeit, it was indeed by a renowned painter and is priceless.”

for a moment, he continued in a low and solemn voice, “If you’re not satisfied

tight smile, the wrinkles on his face bunching together. “Of course not,

is indeed a fine painting. If you can’t make sense of it, Grandpa, you can show it to Joseline. She’s an expert in this aspect, after

brimmed with ridicule,

pupils constricted, and her face drained of all

a reply when Wilfred, who sat at the side, pointed an accusing finger at Angeline. “H-How

hurt badly, and he couldn’t quite catch

in the first place and had been suffering from a heart condition all these

the unforgivable mistake she once committed popping into his mind, fury blazed within

Joseline’s expression changed drastically. She rushed over

life is at risk! Hurry up and

initially boisterous hall plunged into chaos, shrill screams piercing

wanted to rush forward, but she abruptly thought of something and stopped

forward and invite

that thought, a stony expression flittered across her mesmerizing countenance. She timely halted her high heels from advancing and twisted them a fraction. Spinning on

had even led the doctor over. Evander swung his gaze back and

the Maybach, Evander

of his profile was distinctly sculpted, his

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