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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displayed many of my works, and the ones she hadn't yet

could already guess which ones she would

opponent wasn't anyone else but the version of me from my

in the

I became a spirit, and the insights I gained after taking over Zocy's body. And then, I had

from the studio a day

passed, leaving

against the light, his silhouette looked

"Finished?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm done."

registration form. Under what name do you want to compete?" His gaze

I

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

I

I would peel away Anna's mask layer by layer to

Sanders adored her, didn't

will survive once the truth comes to

Let's see if their

Carter said. He

with Luke. The two

patience. How could Luke not realize that he had been set up by Alisa that night,

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

Even when Alisa tried to please him by peeling an apple

need to

her again, this

mid-motion, clearly unprepared for this

bitter smirk. "So, you've married a man with

scene. He even went along with getting the marriage certificate without protest. He had been waiting

thought that this was the price for her scheming against

face it with you. I'm your wife now." Her words were so genuine, even I was moved. Alisa was different-from Anna, Sadie, and even the old She had a seemingly gentle demeanor but was unyielding and relentless beneath the surface. She was a formidable opponent if she

for Luke. After Anna, he trusted no one-especially

her

"Luke..."

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

upstairs, our

me coldly

I was

headed downstairs, we were like