Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 147

At 7:40 AM, Everard finally showed up at the entrance. Before he could utter a word, the others rushed over, “Are you here to deliver the painting?”

With a nod from Everard, they hastily grabbed the artwork and scurried off to the exhibition area.

Everard didn’t seem bothered and turned to Cordelia. Noticing Cordelia had no intention of approaching, and even started to walk away, Everard could only approach her and ask in a low voice, “Had dinner yet?”

Cordelia nodded, “Yes, I did.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a commotion nearby.

Cordelia, taken aback, moved closer just in time to hear Fanny’s taunting voice. “Come on, let’s see just how good this knockoff is. Ha! As far as I know, there are only five decent knockoffs out there. Apart from the one that got damaged yesterday, the rest are in private collections! And I bet this one here is a cheap imitation. Oh look, they’re unveiling it…”

But her words abruptly stopped.

Silence fell over the crowd.

Cordelia pushed through to get a better look. As the painting was slowly unfurled, a majestic and overwhelming presence swept over everyone, silencing the room.

Even Fanny was speechless.

Everyone stared at the painting for a long while before someone finally exclaimed, This is incredibly lifelike; the aura is strikingly similar to the original.”

Heads nodded in agreement.

Only Ballaster stood aside, his expression one of utter shock, He pushed his way through the crowd, scrutinizing the painting through his glasses.

As time ran short, he reluctantly commanded, “Quick, hang it up.”

The painting was gingerly mounted with someone murmuring. “Be careful, even though we know it’s a copy, it feels like we’re handling an antique! Could it really be as good as the original?”

From a distance, Fanny cried out in disbelief, “How can this be? How could there be a sixth copy so similar?”

Only Ballaster kept to himself, suppressing a smirk.

This was no imitation. Mr. Watkins had brought the real deal! That original, after being in the Ontoky Museum, was never loaned out again. It had fetched billions at auction!

Mr. Watkins had apparently moved mountains to woo his girlfriend!

seemed utterly unaware of Mr. Watkins‘ grand gesture. Such a high and mighty figure, yet here he was, showing

couldn’t help feeling a bit of

check and turned to Fanny, barking orders, “Who let this outsider in? Security, take her down! She damaged a national treasure yesterday, and here she is again–I suspect she’s up

“Right!”

the police informed, Ballaster detailed her suspected vandalism, and she was

taken away.

high society ladies arrived for the viewing, witnessing the entire

the Greenmeadow Art Association gathered in the

the chairmanship vacant, it’s time

chairman.”

sooner had he finished than someone

“Me too!”

“Me too!”

for Lorna, who tried to decline,

special measures. The Greenmeadow Art Association is now in

was of no

wandering the exhibition with Everard, lacking the eloquence of Lorna and

broke the quiet, “Do you

“I do.”

probed, “…but you’ve been looking at me the whole time. How

but none of these paintings are as captivating as

Cordelia was speechless.

respectful distance

asked, puzzled, “What’s

dating for over two months, and this

exactly a date,

was dealing with a

was she

Everard continued, “What’s

you,” she replied curtly, making Everard pause.

“…thinking if you left now, I

then laughed, realizing his girl

and affectionately

exhibition closed, the staff carefully removed the painting, packed it away, and handed it to