Chapter 105: A Painting Worth Eight Million

The security guard in blue uniform and the manager in a black suit were angrily reprimanding Nora and Danielle.

Their voices were sharp and full of anger. “Do you two have any idea whose artwork this is? It’s something you can’t afford to pay even if you sell all your valuables!”

There was no signature on the painting, and the label below only displayed the title, “Flowing Waters,” with a single letter in place of the artist’s name.

Nora was left stupefied by the scolding, unsure of what to do. She looked up at Cheyenne for help. “Sis, please help me out. I didn’t mean to do this.”

Now, she remembers me as her sister.

Cheyenne stood by, arms crossed, and sneered, “I’ve told you, my mom only gave birth to me. Your mom’s name is Malaya. You better find her to help you.”

Upon hearing this, Nora’s tears flowed even more vigorously. She looked at Cheyenne with teary, pleading eyes.

“Sis, you can’t just leave me like this. I’m your sister.”

Sister?

Nora’s audacity was truly something to behold.

Cheyenne pursed her red lips, walked slowly over to Nora, and gave her a contemptuous smile. Her mocking laughter sent shivers down Nora’s spine.

“You know, I hate you.”

Everyone in the room turned their attention to Cheyenne, awestruck by her beauty. They had never seen such a stunning woman before and watched her with bated breath.

Meanwhile, the elderly man gazed at the ruined landscape painting, his smile fading instantly, replaced by a deep frown

manager responsible for this gallery noticed the elderly man behind Cheyenne,

it threatened to roll down his forehead. He opened his mouth to speak, but his words were

gaze fixed on him like a chilling blade,

The manager fell silent.

as the most crucial painting had been damaged because of his negligence. ‘l am done!

for entering clearly

be auctioned, it would likely

for

such an

who had been engaged in conversation with important guests. When

he told Jane to stay and attend to the

“I’ll be right back.”

his arms as if she had found her anchor, tears streaming down

He asked in a cold tone,

and I were looking at the painting when someone

fell onto the painting, scratching the surface with

with people, and Danielle couldn’t pinpoint the culprit. In an attempt to deflect

she shouted, “It’s her! She deliberately

finger, and they all fixed on Cheyenne’s face. Nora caught the hint and immediately shed tears. “Sis, I know you

solidified the “accusation”

around began to

seemed to agree that Cheyenne was

left the elderly man truly

had become of the younger

even done anything yet, but he was fuming. “Nonsense!

brought for the elderly

this elderly man. How could he

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