Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Everard's gaze darkened slightly.
The man standing before him was none other than Louie, and his appearance
seemed unexpected. After a brief expression of surprise, Louie adjusted his
glasses with a deft touch.
Both men were of similar height, with slim builds, but one was clad in a crisp
white suit, exuding a refined air, while the other was decked out in black, a cool
and wild presence.
An invisible tension spread between them as soon as they met.
Ballaster, who stood to the side, felt almost suffocated by the overpowering
atmosphere. Unable to bear the pressure, he quickly interjected, “Mr. Watkins,
Mr. Adams, I'll leave you to chat.”
With that, he made a hasty retreat.
Once Ballaster was gone, Everard's eyes narrowed with a glint of coldness. Just
then, Louie suddenly looked past him, “Lia?”
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Everard paused, instinctively glancing over his shoulder, only to find nothing but
empty space. Turning back, he was confronted by a pocket watch swinging
hypnotically before his eyes....
Everard's gaze involuntarily followed the pendulum motion of the watch, his body
slowly stiffening as his eyes dulled.
To control someone, you need them off guard.
Loule hadn't held out much hope for swaying Everard, just wanted to try his luck,
but to his surprise, he succeeded! He pocketed the watch to avoid seeming too
deliberate.
Then, he adjusted his glasses, and the lenses caught a cold glint of light. Now
was the time for subtle suggestions. If he told Everard to break up with Cordelia,
it would no doubt be effortless.
Louie watched Everard for a moment before speaking gently, “Listen, whatever
your reasons for being with her, you must treat Cordelia well for life, never
betraying her, understand?”
Everard, seemingly entranced, nodded, “Understood.”
“Understood what?” Louie pressed, seeking to reinforce the suggestion.
“A lifetime of loyalty to Cordelia, never to betray,” Everard repeated.
With anyone else, Louie might have reinforced the suggestion multiple times, but
with Everard, he dared not. He feared being discovered. So he stepped back and
snapped his fingers, “Snap!”
Everard's focus sharpened as if he'd snapped back to reality, looking slightly
bewildered.
Loule, satisfied with the result, retreated into the throngs of the auction.
Once he'd disappeared, a sly smile played on Everard’s lips, his feigned
bewilderment vanishing, a cunning light flashing in his deep eyes.
How bold Louie was to try and hypnotize him. He'd pretended to be hypnotized
just to see what Louie was up to, never expecting the suggestion to be so
benign.
Everard lowered his gaze.
Within the Pioneers Group, he understood everyone except Louie, who, despite
years of observation, remained an enigma.
On the surface, a psychologist, yet indeed, he seemed busy with consultations
every day.
But could such a man be just a psychologist?
As he pondered, footsteps approached from behind. Everard turned to see
Cordelia approaching. She looked at
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him, asking, “Why are you here?”
Leaning casually against the wall, Everard answered in a velvety voice, “Because
I miss you.”
Cordelia uttered an uneasy “Oh,” then added, “Well, you've seen me. You can go
now.”
Everard was speechless. His girl was surely clueless about romance!
Cordelia led the way back into the crowd, searching for Lorna, only to find Fanny
confronting B. AsterBallaster, “B. Aster, it wasn't on purpose. I thought with Lorna
not painting for eighteen years, her pen name was dead. I meant no harm. You
must believe me.”
Ballaster chuckled at her explanation, even Naylor shook his head slightly.
Ballaster responded, “Fine, all you did was giving me a false lead, but I can’t do
much about that.”
Fanny exhaled in relief, tentatively asking, “What about that game project...?”
Ballaster cut her off, “Sorry, I need to ask Lorna first. If she’s not interested, I'll
come to you.”
Bypassing Fanny, he headed towards Lorna in the crowd.
Fanny stood rooted, fists clenched. She'd been embarrassed at the auction but
stayed for the game project. Yet now, Ballaster was going to ask Lorna first? It
was a bitter pill to swallow.
She couldn't allow Lorna to climb over her head!
As the auction neared its end, everyone prepared to depart.
Lorna, Sanderson, Cordelia, and Everard were heading out when they ran into
Laurinda at the door.
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Laurinda had toned down her act
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after Sanderson's warning. But
seeing Lorna bask in adulation,
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Laurinda couldn't hide her
resentment and complained to
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sold a painting today. not a dime
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As she spoke, Lorna's phone rang.
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Answering the call, whatever was
said on the other end excited her.
Hanging up, she bubbled to
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Sanderson and Cordelia, “My friend
said several people came to his
studio and bought all my paintings.
The four I left there sold for five
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million! It's already in my account!
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Five million? Laurinda’s eyes bulged. Her company shares and cash on hand
barely amounted to tens of millions, yet Lorna's few paintings fetched five
million?
She swallowed hard, unable to resist asking Rachel, “How long does it take her
to paint one?”
Rachel pondered for a moment before replying, “One day, I guess.”
One painting a day, thirty in a month, holy smokes, how much could she rake in?
Laurinda tried to crunch the numbers, but what she did understand was that
Lorna was no longer the Lorna they knew!
Suddenly coming into five million had left Lorna gobsmacked.
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Just as she was about to head out,
she was stopped by Ballaster.
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Wearing a grin, Ballaster said, “Lorn,
hello, I wanted to chat with you about
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a collab. I've taken on this video
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game design gig—I'm on character
creation, and I was thinking you could
handle the landscapes and settings.
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Fanny, who had been lurking not too far away, perked up her ears.
Back in college, Lorna wasn't into all that fuss; she just wanted to focus on her
art. Chances are she might turn it down! And if she does, that golden opportunity
would still be up for grabs!
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