Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Billionaire Is 162

Chapter 162 Reclaiming What's Rightfully Mine

Chapter 162 Reclaiming What's Rightfully Mine

I went online to search for this art exhibition hosted by mysterious foreign tycoon

The event had invited some of the top-ranking masters in the art field as judges and extended invitations to renowned artists both domestic and international

While it carried the banner of art, it was, in truth, a competitive showcase and a grand auction.

Participation wasn't easy. Only first-class artists could qualify

Many of the entrants were already acclaimed artists from around the world.

With such a talented pool of contestants, the exhibition naturally drew collectors and art connoisseurs globally to bid on the works.

The five-million prize pool was merely a gimmick.

The real buyers came for the invaluable artwork, with prices far exceeding that figure.

For lesser-known artists, it was a rare opportunity to gain exposure. The organizers could make a fortune. the buyers could acquire coveted pieces, and fans got to see their favorite artists' new creations.

For the powers behind it, this was a lucrative cash grab, but it was one of those rare occasions where every party walked away satisfied.

A silent storm had already begun brewing in the domestic art field. Among the buzz, the fans of S were the most fervent

They flooded Anna's social media account to urge her to participate. They claimed it was her duty to represent the country and that her fans were eager to see her new work.

The registration deadline was fast approaching. I hadn't noticed it because I was caught up in recent events surrounding the Boltons.

"I want to participate, but I'm afraid it's too late," I said,

"There's still time." Carter's response was firm.

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He pointed to the registration date on the screen. "You've got two days left. You can make it if you start painting now."

Encouraged by the confidence in his gaze, I nodded resolutely. "Okay"

There was enough time. Anna had taken so many of my paintings. While her skills were decent, any profession valdes innate talent. Some people are simply born gifted.

When we first started learning art as children, even our teacher remarked that she lacked the inspiration I

had.

This time, she would undoubtedly use my paintings to compete. At her last solo exhibition, she had

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many of my works, and the ones

already guess which ones

else but the version of me

locked myself in the studio for the entire

Those before my death, the time after when I became a spirit, and the insights I gained after

from the studio a day later, Carter was

snowstorm had passed, leaving behind a bright,

light, his silhouette

"Finished?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm done."

Under what name do you want to compete?" His gaze was

hesitation, I

the pseudonym "S," never imagining it would cause such a storm in the art world. I didn't care for the name, but Anna treated it as a prized honor. She displayed my paintings at her solo exhibition. Although she never outright claimed to be 5, she didn't deny it when fans assumed so. She had basked in the glory that wasn't hers. The Sanders hailed her as a genius painter, unaware that everything she held dear belonged to their unwanted

I couldn't stop her. I could only watch as she

would peel away Anna's mask layer by layer to

adored her,

love will survive once the truth comes

Let's see if their

arrangements," Carter said. He was

downstairs, I saw Alisa sitting with Luke. The two seemed

with unwavering patience. How could Luke not realize that he had been set up by

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him, after experiencing my death and Anna's scheming in such a

attitude toward her. Even when Alisa tried

That's why you need to eat more to recover

interrupted her again, this time cruelly.

clearly unprepared

into a bitter smirk. "So, you've married a man with cancer after all your scheming. Do you regret

he didn't make a scene. He even went along with getting the marriage certificate without protest. He had been waiting for this moment to deliver a brutal blow

that this was the price for her

with you. I'm your wife now." Her words were so genuine, even I was moved. Alisa

approach wouldn't work for Luke. After

the apple from her hand. "Don't pretend. It's

"Luke..."

said, "Just leave. Today marks my ex-wife's seventh day since passing. I don't want to

upstairs, our

looked at me

eyes, I was also

we were like parallel lines, destined never to