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?”

was shrewd, “How else to make her reveal her

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

lot soon

towards the Delaney family car. Sanderson turned to Everard, “How are you getting

on his

him off, Cordelia beat him to it, “You could always hail

cab,”

were all stunned.

she saw Everard still hadn’t moved, so she added, “Need me to call you a cab?

twitching into a half–smile. He bid farewell to Sanderson and Lorna

off towards the

watched his retreating figure, Sanderson and Lorna shared a look, both feeling

did Everard have to fall for their daughter? What a

was about to join them when she spotted Louie approaching the

she called out.

features seemed to brighten at the sight

to,” Cordelia replied. “You got a

Would you have offered to send

was momentarily at a loss for words, managing only

the car, was speechless.

difference in

Adams, did you

turned to

was somewhat involuntary, she’d begun to care about others‘

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

handsome, and there’s an

her, Everard had already been psychologically influenced by

a surge of inexplicable joy at the praise for Everard and nodded

away, Loule remained standing there, the moon’s pale light casting a frosty glow on his white–clad

a

learned that Lorna was heading to the gallery to discuss a game project with Ballaster.

agreed, “Sure.”

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