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.”

“If you’re

smile, the wrinkles on

indeed a fine painting. If you can’t make sense of it,

word brimmed with ridicule, jabbing at Joseline’s

her face

utter a reply when Wilfred, who sat

and he couldn’t quite

advanced in age in the first place and had been suffering from a heart condition all these years, so his health had always been poor. If

his mind, fury blazed within him. Ultimately, his eyes rolled back into his head, and he toppled out

Joseline’s expression changed drastically. She

an ambulance! Old Mr. Sorelle’s life is

hall plunged into chaos,

ground, Angeline instinctively wanted to rush forward, but she abruptly thought of something and

and callousness firsthand. Why should I step forward and invite contempt when I’d only

a stony expression flittered across her mesmerizing countenance. She timely halted her high heels from advancing and

going from the hall. Someone had even led the doctor over. Evander swung his gaze back and thoughtfully watched as Angeline left, the look in

the Maybach, Evander

was distinctly sculpted, his jaw

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