Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 582:

The Dayton family exchanged puzzled looks, trying to make sense of Naomi’s reaction. “What’s the matter? Is it that terrible?”

“Naomi, stop acting like a child. Calm down and explain yourself,” Lindy said, feeling a strange unease creeping over her. Something about Naomi’s reaction unsettled her deeply. She pushed through the crowd to see Khloe’s painting for herself.

She froze in place the moment her eyes landed on the artwork, her entire body tense. Her eyes lit up, and with a sudden burst of emotion, she exclaimed, “Khloe, I lost. I admit it—fair and square!”

What?

Had Lindy really said that? What kind of extraordinary painting had Khloe created to make Lindy—a celebrated painting prodigy—admit complete defeat so decisively? The Dayton family exchanged bewildered looks, their curiosity becoming unbearable. They couldn’t resist any longer and stepped forward, eager to see the painting that had shaken Lindy so profoundly. Cara was always quick to act.

Khloe’s painting, Cara froze in place. Her wide eyes quivered with disbelief as she

could Khloe have achieved something

accuse Lindy of bias or claim that Naomi had been mistaken. Yet, as she

a wave of shock swept through them. Their expressions, initially varied, soon aligned in a shared look of astonishment.

moment their eyes met the canvas, they felt a visceral jolt. It depicted

city sprawled beneath a blue sky, its vibrancy framed by soft, floating clouds.

of

crumbling building loomed, its skeletal structure steeped in decay. Shadows twisted and shifted unnaturally, casting an eerie aura over the space. Nearby, swaying trees resembled clawed hands reaching for the

room was filled with sleek, high-tech decor. Computer screens glowed with flickering blue light illuminated the scene, lines of code dancing across their surfaces. Robots of varying shapes and sizes moved methodically. At the center of the room stood a thin woman, her body tightly wrapped in layers of fabric. Her face was a horrifying mask of ferocity. Then, the woman’s body collapsed,

Her face was frozen in a grimace of anger, her soul seemingly poised to escape. Her eyes

just a