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.”

low and solemn voice, “If you’re not satisfied with it,

of his was a show of respect for the Sorelle family. Wilfred gave him a tight smile, the wrinkles on his face

the side, she 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 expert in this aspect, after

with ridicule,

constricted, and her

reply when Wilfred, who sat at the side, pointed

hurt badly, and he couldn’t quite catch his

the first place and had been suffering from a heart condition all these years, so his

mind, fury blazed within him. Ultimately, his eyes rolled back into his head,

expression changed drastically. She rushed

life is at risk! Hurry

plunged into chaos, shrill screams piercing

to rush

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

across her mesmerizing countenance. She timely halted her high heels

his gaze

Maybach, Evander

sculpted, his

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