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 caught by such a

and she had taken care of it all. But she had never imagined that B. Aster would

Fanny lunged

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

“I changed clothes in that room because it was always

brow furrowed as he

to lay a hand on me!”

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

he was seized by another fit of coughing. His tall frame was lean, and he looked rather frail. After a moment to catch his breath, he made to approach

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

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shove Cordelia aside, her arm was caught

And then-

“Watch out!

a loud “bang,” Fanny was floored by a

cap, looked utterly adorable.

After another cough, Naylor approached the

sneaked back into the room

to Teagan in shock, “It was

continued, now at a neglected corner where Fanny was heard asking, “Is it done?”

fine on the outside, but

nodded in approval.

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

“Teagan, don’t forget it’s my high praise that made you famous. Without that, your work wouldn’t

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

world

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