Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 139

Ballaster wasn’t looking to make a scene, he was there on a mission. So he tucked himself away in the back corner, the last row where no one knew his face.

The auction items up till now had been a snore–fest. He and Naylor, both art aficionados, exchanged frowns. This kind of gathering was beneath them.

He was itching to leave, but he couldn’t–not until he’d seen the painting.

Finally, the painting from Mrs. Delaney appeared. But Ballaster was too far back to see it clearly. He caught at blurry glimpse and didn’t think much of it.

The chatter of the crowd was grating on his nerves.

Fanny, for all her lack of prowess in landscape painting, could still critique a piece with some level of expertise. And Cordelia’s mother, seemed out of her league. Cordelia used Lorn’s name to lure him here, just to boost her mom’s confidence?

Despite his fear of the group’s ringleader, he had his pride as a man of letters.

Ballaster whipped out his smartphone, unable to resist venting in the “Who’s exactly the girl” chat group.

1. Aster said, [I’m at a loss for words. Cordelia is out of her depth, it seems.]

After his brief rant, he set the phone aside.

Naylor, on the other hand, snapped a high–resolution photo of the painting and handed the phone to Ballaster. “Dad, take a look at this.”

Ballaster took the phone with a furrowed brow and was stunned. The style… was it not strikingly similar to Lorn’s?

He adjusted his glasses and gave the photo a closer look,

The digital image was a tad distorted, so he stood up and made his way to the front. It wasn’t long before he found himself in the first row with a clear view. And there it was–the painting in all its glory!

Just as the auctioneer was about to declare the painting unsold, Ballaster cut in, “Hold on a moment!”

The auctioneer paused, looking bewildered, as Mrs. Collins shot a knowing glance to silence him.

And now, Ballaster could truly appreciate the artwork up close.

and the Cordelia hadn’t deceived

after eighteen years, Lorn’s art had evolved. The painting exuded a sense of desolation and solitude, rich in emotion–a masterpiece!

such a work

up the steps onto the stage, leaning in to examine the painting

face, once full of mockery, was now frozen in disbelief. She turned

Painting community was built on a keen eye. But why was

not

had rippled through their circles, tarnishing

Delaney Group’s potential collaboration with the

saw as a mockery of Watercolor Painting. He called off the deal with Sanderson, sneering, “A man whose wife is vain and fraudulent casts doubt on his own character.”

deal was dead in the water.

mocked and livid, swallowed his anger. He denied any impact when Lorna asked, not wishing to

Millers seated behind him, as Fanny’s painting neared an unsold fate, they jeered, “Mr. Delaney, this is quite embarrassing,

“Such a disgrace! I told her not to auction off the painting, but she didn’t listen. Now look! Lorna has

name.”

for the ladies to show off their own

he approached the stage,

vindication wash over him. This was no sham,

she’s broke and doesn’t know the first thing about making money. She’s been living off Sanderson’s dime, hasn’t she? But what’s this now? Who’s the old guy

tall and declared, “This

crowd below,

work before, and suddenly this

directly, “So, what do you reckon this painting

desolation and despair that isn’t easily replicated. It’s not something that can be measured in terms of money.”

you, I know my daughter–in–law, and if her painting fetches a hundred bucks, that’d be a miracle!

Aster

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actions, which he saw as a mockery of Watercolor Painting. He

deal was dead in the water.

and livid, swallowed his anger. He denied any impact when Lorna

him, as Fanny’s painting neared an unsold fate, they jeered, “Mr. Delaney, this is quite embarrassing, isn’t