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.

in place. Her wide

Khloe have

it a sham, to accuse Lindy of bias or claim that Naomi had been mistaken. Yet, as she stood before the painting, she couldn’t bring herself to utter such baseless

determined to uncover the source of such awe. The moment their eyes landed on the painting, a wave of shock swept through them. Their expressions, initially varied, soon aligned in a shared look of astonishment. In the end, they stood there, visibly shaken, unable to tear their gazes away. Even Henrik, who had mistrusted Khloe’s ability to navigate the competition, found his curiosity piqued by the unusual expressions spreading across

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

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

source of

skeletal structure steeped in decay. Shadows twisted and shifted unnaturally, casting an eerie aura over

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, lifeless. A streak of crimson blood spilled from her neck,

resentment. Her face was frozen in a

just a