Chapter 618

After all, not long ago, she'd hit him with a brick.

Yet the old man hadn't pursued the matter at all-instead, he'd even made him apologize to Stella.

If that wasn't proof of how untouchable Stella was, nothing was.

The group piled into Sellers' car.

Once everyone was settled, Sellers turned to Aurora.

"So, where am I dropping you off?"

Aurora glanced at Simone. "Simone, my dad hasn't seen you in ages. He's been saying he misses you. Why don't you come stay at my place for a while?"

Simone didn't hesitate. "Sure, I'd love that."

The car eased onto the road.

Sherman, sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly remembered that

mysterious buyer from earlier and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, do you know who bought that painting?"

Sellers shook his head. "No idea."

a low whistle. "What a sucker, honestly. Spending that kind of money on a single painting? I bet they'll

they're that wealthy, it's probably just pocket change just a little splurge on a hobby. Doesn't mean

herself had been willing to

like her, a trust fund heiress,

little, but

was, that was pretty much all her savings

since she didn't want to go to her father or

the rare pieces she'd never been able to get out of her

the chance, she'd

Summer was

ages to find any information,

mystery, Aurora thought

turned to Sherman. "By the way, did you find anything about that 'Racer A'I asked you to

Sellers raised an eyebrow. Though he'd retired from professional racing, he still followed the sport

"Who is that? I've

if Henley hadn't

I wouldn't know either."

furrowed.

almost won the Grand Slam a few years ago,

"That's

look flickered

professional racer himself—not that it was

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