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?”

eyes widened. She never anticipated being caught by such a simple trap.

layout of the exhibition center, which rooms had cameras and which didn’t, and she had taken care of it all.

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

there something scandalous

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

as he

defiantly, “Who dares to lay a hand on

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

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

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

Chapter 145

aside, her arm was caught

And then-

“Watch out!

was floored by a swift, precise

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

another cough, Naylor approached the laptop and hit play.

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

to Teagan in shock, “It

footage continued, now at a neglected corner where Fanny was heard

painting is ruined. It looks fine on the outside, but once you

nodded in approval.

four pieces this month, just a million. Could

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

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

buckled as they saw their world crumble. They knew they were

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