Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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?”

anticipated being caught by

had cameras and which didn’t, and she had taken

play, Fanny lunged forward, “You can’t watch

there

because it was always without surveillance! It’s my privacy;

he

defiantly, “Who dares to lay a hand on me!”

considerable influence, and the art exhibition staff,

His tall frame was lean, and he looked rather frail. After a moment

Cordelia who stopped him and stepped forward instead, her tone indifferent, I’ll

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shove Cordelia aside, her arm was caught by

And then-

“Watch out!

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

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

another cough, Naylor approached the laptop and hit play.

cued up to the moment Teagan sneaked back into the room and damaging the

in

neglected corner where Fanny was heard asking, “Is it done?”

confirmed, “Yes, the painting is ruined. It looks fine on the outside, but once

nodded in approval.

Fanny, I only sold four pieces this month, just a million. Could

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

–

and Joe, overhearing, widened their eyes, “So that’s why Teagan won the last competition there was

world crumble. They knew they were finished,