Chapter 143

Lorna furrowed her brow upon hearing those words, her thoughts a tangled web

The old Lorna would have found such matters distracting. Aside from her art, she didn’t want to get involved in anything else. But after all the upheaval she’d been through, especially after making a name for herself this very evening, she felt a shift in her mindset.

She wasn’t blinded by vanity, she too needed to put bread on the table, needed to live. She had parents to consider and Cordelia to care for–she couldn’t afford to be whimsical.

As these thoughts flashed through her mind, she looked at Ballaster and nodded, “Alright.”

Fanny’s pupils shrank in surprise.

Alright?

The Lorna she knew had always looked down on such affairs, but now she was agreeing? She must have known Fanny wanted this collaboration and snatched it away on purpose!

That was just too much!

Resentment and madness flickered in Fanny’s eyes. No, she couldn’t let Lorna have her way!

With Lorna’s agreement, Ballaster invited her to discuss the details of their collaboration at the gallery the next day. After setting the time, Ballaster and Naylor took their leave in their car.

Fanny approached Lorna.

By now, most of the crowd had dissipated, leaving few bystanders.

Dropping all pretense, Fanny stared at Lorna with a mocking smile, “Feeling good, Lorna? Pity though, your four paintings sold for a mere five million, nowhere close to mine!”

Lorna cast her eyes down, speaking with quiet dignity. “The value of art isn’t measured in money.”

She had never seen her art as a means to wealth; her passion for painting came from the heart. The setbacks she’d faced had only dampened her spirits. But now, her pride had returned!

Fanny sneered, “Still playing the saint, Lorna? Just wait, I’ll show you what status can bring!”

After Fanny left with her grievances, in the distance, Naylor coughed and dabbed at his lips with a

handkerchief before asking. “Dad, why did you provoke Fanny like that?”

shrewd, “How else to

to make Fanny pay, her audacity to deceive Ballaster was not

parking lot soon cleared out.

to Everard, “How are you getting back, Everard? Got a

playing on his lips, “I don’t have a ride.”

detour to drop him

cab,”

Lorna, Sanderson were all

her attire, she saw Everard still hadn’t moved, so she added, “Need me to call you a cab? I have the app on

a half–smile. He bid farewell

off towards the hotel’s exit.

shared a look, both feeling an inexplicable twinge

did Everard have to fall for their daughter? What a pitiful young man!

join them when she spotted Louie approaching the parking

called out.

voice, Louie came over. His gentle features seemed to brighten at the sight

Cordelia replied. “You got a ride?”

to send me if

words, managing only to nod, “Yeah, I’d

inside the car, was

stark difference in treatment of her

throat and addressing Louie, “Dr. Adams, did you meet Everard today? That’s Lia’s boyfriend. What did

turned to Loule with

involuntary, she’d begun to care about others‘ opinions of him,

Cordelia’s gaze, Louie’s only thought was that Cordelia was growing up and starting

a tinge of sadness, Louie adjusted his glasses and smiled, “He’s quite handsome, and there’s an air of integrity about him. He’ll treat

her, Everard had already been

for Everard

Delaney family’s car pulled away, Loule remained standing there, the moon’s pale light casting a frosty

weekend brought a new day.

the gallery to discuss a game project

immediately agreed,

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