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

Cordelia, never

dared not. He feared being

snapped back to

into

lips, his feigned bewilderment

hypnotize him. He’d pretended to be hypnotized just to see what Louie was up to, never

his

except Louie, who, despite years of observation, remained an enigma.

he seemed

man be just a

footsteps approached from behind. Everard turned to see Cordelia approaching. She looked

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Chapter 142

asking, “Why are you

in a velvety voice, “Because I miss you.”

uttered an uneasy “Oh,” then added, “Well, you’ve seen me.

speechless. His girl was surely

into the crowd, searching for Lorna, only to find Fanny confronting B. AsterBallaster, “B. Aster, it wasn’t on purpose. I thought with Lorna not painting for eighteen years, her pen name was dead. I meant

shook his head slightly. Ballaster responded, “Fine, all you did was giving me a false lead, but

tentatively asking, “What about that game

Lorna first. If she’s not

headed towards Lorna in the

stood rooted, fists clenched. She’d been embarrassed at the auction but stayed for the game project. Yet now, Ballaster was going to ask Lorna first? It was

Lorna to climb

neared its end, everyone prepared to

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