Chapter 145

The sound of footsteps echoed at the doorway, and just when they thought they had left the art exhibition center, Ballaster and Naylor strode back into the room.

Ballaster’s gaze was sharp, his voice booming like a bell, “What’s going on here?”

Fanny blinked rapidly, confusion swirling in her heart.

She was sure she had someone keep an eye out, only unleashing her verbal tirade on Lorna after confirming Ballaster’s departure, setting her up for the fall.

But how on earth had Ballaster returned?

Turning to look at Lorna, Fanny saw that the panic had vanished from her face, replaced with a calm demeanor infused with anger and disappointment.

Suddenly, Fanny felt panic grip her. She blurted out, “Here’s the thing, I asked Lorna to help sort out some paintings, but she’s harboring resentment against me and went ahead and destroyed this masterpiece! Such behavior is despicable, we must punish her!”

Ballaster chuckled coldly, “Is that so?”

Teagan chimed in hurriedly, “Such a blight on the art world should absolutely be excised!”

Naylor interrupted with a sudden cough, halting the momentum of accusation. After regaining his composure, he turned to Fanny and asked in a calm tone, “Are you certain it was Lorn who damaged the painting?”

A chill ran down Fanny’s spine as she asserted, “Yes, I’m certain.”

With a clap of Naylor’s hands, someone entered carrying a laptop.

Naylor remarked nonchalantly. “My father was concerned about security at the exhibition, so he had cameras. Installed in certain rooms. Since the painting was in Room 101 before, let’s have a look at the surveillance from there.”

Fanny’s world seemed to spin. She shrieked, “How could you install cameras? That’s a violation of our privacy!”

Naylor replied, lowering his gaze, ‘This is a public space, and Room 101 is where the art is displayed. To deter theft or damage, having a surveillance camera is reasonable, isn’t it?”

being caught by

was her turf; she knew the layout of the exhibition center, which rooms had cameras and which didn’t, and she had taken care of it all. But she had never imagined

about to play, Fanny lunged forward, “You can’t watch it!”

inquired. “Is there something

in that room because it was always without surveillance! It’s my privacy; you have no right

he

defiantly, “Who dares to lay a

at Greenmeadow had garnered her considerable influence, and the art exhibition staff, many of whom were her subordinates,

was lean, and he looked rather frail. After

and stepped forward instead, her tone indifferent, I’ll handle this.”

Chapter 145

aside, her arm was caught by Cordelia.

And then-

“Watch out!

“bang,” Fanny was floored by a swift, precise

slender, dressed in a blue tracksuit with a white cap, looked utterly adorable. Now, however,

approached the laptop and

the moment Teagan sneaked back into the room and damaging the painting, making the

in shock, “It was

where Fanny was heard

the painting is ruined. It looks fine on the outside, but once you open it up, it’s

in approval.

month, just a million. Could we postpone the payment

that made you famous. Without that, your work wouldn’t even

Joe, overhearing, widened their eyes, “So that’s why Teagan won

and Teagan’s knees buckled as they saw their world crumble. They

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