Chapter 142

Everard’s gaze darkened slightly.

The man standing before him was none other than Louie, and his appearance seemed unexpected. After a brief expression of surprise, Louie adjusted his glasses with a deft touch.

Both men were of similar height, with slim builds, but one was clad in a crisp white suit, exuding a refined air, while the other was decked out in black, a cool and wild presence.

An invisible tension spread between them as soon as they met.

Ballaster, who stood to the side, felt almost suffocated by the overpowering atmosphere. Unable to bear the pressure, he quickly interjected, “Mr. Watkins, Mr. Adams, I’ll leave you to chat.”

With that, he made a hasty retreat.

Once Ballaster was gone, Everard’s eyes narrowed with a glint of coldness. Just then, Louie suddenly looked past him, “Lia?”

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Everard paused, instinctively glancing over his shoulder, only to find nothing but empty space. Turning back, he was confronted by a pocket watch swinging hypnotically before his eyes….

Everard’s gaze involuntarily followed the pendulum motion of the watch, his body slowly stiffening as his eyes dulled.

To control someone, you need them off guard.

Loule hadn’t held out much hope for swaying Everard, just wanted to try his luck, but to his surprise, he succeeded! He pocketed the watch to avoid seeming too deliberate.

Then, he adjusted his glasses, and the lenses caught a cold glint of light. Now was the time for subtle suggestions. If he told Everard to break up with Cordelia, it would no doubt be effortless.

Louie watched Everard for a moment before speaking gently, “Listen, whatever your reasons for being with her, you must treat Cordelia well for life, never betraying her, understand?”

Everard, seemingly entranced, nodded, “Understood.”

what?” Louie pressed, seeking to reinforce the

of loyalty to Cordelia, never to betray,”

anyone else, Louie might have reinforced the suggestion multiple times, but with Everard, he dared not. He feared being discovered.

sharpened as if he’d snapped back to reality, looking slightly

the result, retreated into the throngs of the

sly smile played on Everard’s lips, his feigned bewilderment vanishing, a cunning light flashing in his deep

to see what Louie was up to, never expecting the

his

Pioneers Group, he understood everyone except Louie, who, despite

surface, a psychologist, yet indeed, he seemed

a man be just a psychologist?

behind. Everard turned to see Cordelia approaching. She looked

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Chapter 142

are you here?”

wall, Everard answered in a velvety voice, “Because

“Oh,” then added, “Well, you’ve

His girl was surely clueless about

searching for Lorna, only to find Fanny confronting B. AsterBallaster, “B. Aster, it wasn’t on purpose. I thought with Lorna not painting for

all you did was giving me a false

exhaled in relief, tentatively asking, “What about that

need to ask Lorna first. If she’s

headed towards Lorna in

the auction but stayed for the game project. Yet now, Ballaster was going to ask Lorna first? It was

allow Lorna to

end, everyone

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