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.”

and solemn voice, “If you’re not

respect for the Sorelle family. Wilfred gave him a tight smile, the wrinkles on

chimed in coldly, “This is indeed a fine painting. If you can’t make sense of it, Grandpa, you can show it to Joseline. She’s an

single word brimmed with ridicule, jabbing

constricted, and her

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

badly, and he couldn’t

these years, so his health had always been poor. If Joseline hadn’t insisted on throwing him

then, coupled with the unforgivable mistake she once committed popping into his mind, fury blazed within him. Ultimately, his eyes rolled back into his head, and

Joseline’s expression changed drastically. She rushed over

Sorelle’s life is at risk! Hurry up and get a doctor

boisterous hall plunged into chaos, shrill screams piercing the

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

indifference and callousness firsthand. Why should I step forward and invite contempt when I’d only end up stamped as

halted her high heels from advancing and twisted them a fraction.

coming and going from the hall. Someone had even led the doctor over. Evander swung his

Evander

distinctly sculpted, his jaw clenched tight.

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