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?”

never anticipated being

the exhibition center, which rooms had cameras and which didn’t, and she had taken care of it all. But she had never imagined

Fanny lunged forward,

agitated?” Naylor inquired. “Is there something scandalous on that

that room because it was always without surveillance!

as he

to

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

step forward, he was seized by another fit of coughing. His tall frame was lean, and

him and stepped forward instead, her tone indifferent,

Chapter 145

shove Cordelia aside, her arm was caught by

And then-

“Watch out!

a loud “bang,” Fanny was floored by a swift, precise series of military–style boxing moves.

a blue tracksuit with a white cap, looked utterly adorable. Now, however, she dusted

Naylor approached the

Teagan sneaked back into the room and

crowd turned to Teagan in

corner where Fanny was heard

It looks fine on the outside, but

in

sold four pieces this month, just a million. Could

you famous. Without that, your work

why Teagan won the last competition there was

as they saw their world crumble. They knew they were finished,

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