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?”

widened. She never anticipated being caught

had cameras and which didn’t, and she had

to play, Fanny lunged forward, “You

so agitated?” Naylor inquired. “Is there

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

he commanded,

shouted defiantly, “Who dares to lay a

art exhibition staff, many of whom were her subordinates, hesitated

lean, and he looked rather frail. After a moment to catch his breath, he made to approach again.

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

Chapter 145

Fanny prepared to shove Cordelia aside, her arm was caught by Cordelia.

And then-

“Watch out!

Fanny was floored by a swift, precise series of military–style

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

approached the laptop and hit play.

surveillance video was cued up to the moment Teagan sneaked back into the room

to Teagan in

neglected corner where Fanny was heard asking,

fine on the outside, but once you open

nodded in

month, just a million. Could we

sneered, “Teagan, don’t forget it’s my high praise that made you famous. Without that, your work wouldn’t even fetch five thousand! Ray and Joe in the association paint better

“So that’s why Teagan won the last competition there was

world crumble. They knew they were finished, utterly finished.

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