How Death Became My Rebirth

Chapter 428

Lydia widened her eyes and looked at Cassandra in disbelief.

Maximilian also stared at Cassandra as if he was looking at a monster.

Kayden was even more shocked. Since he knew about Cassandra’s many identities, although he had been used to it, he was still very surprised!

He just wanted to know if there was anything else Cassandra couldn’t do!

Comparisons were odious.

People like them could be called the favored son of God, but they couldn’t find any. adjectives to describe Cassandra.

Evelyn’s face was very gloomy. She couldn’t believe it. “Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You must be lying to me! How could the painting I spent 60 million. dollars on be fake?!”

“And you!” Evelyn pointed at Vanessa in the video and said. “You just said you are Mr. Gale Maguire’s curator of works, right? I now suspect that you are a fake!”

Evelyn had been mad. She couldn’t accept it at all!

Vanessa suddenly felt that Evelyn looked familiar. “Oh… I remember. Her name ist Evelyn White, right? She’s the daughter of the White Group.” Vanessa said to Cassandra. “She harassed me for a long time and wanted your Spring, but I didn’t sell it. It had always been here. Didn’t you just ask me for it the day before yesterday?!”

Vanessa’s words irritated Evelyn completely. She contacted Vanessa to buy a painting, but she finally found Mr. Gale Maguire himself, which was a surprise for

her.

Evelyn thought, ‘What does she mean? Is she saying that the painting I bought is

fake?

that be

said in a cold voice. and she thought, “This girl

and said, “Oh, I think I

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or not. The more Vanessa thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. She said, “No, you have a golden–edged signature. Just flash

Cassandra was speechless.

so much for

I see!”

I remember. Every painting of Mr. Gale Maguire has a golden–edged signature, which is easy to recognize. Oh, you can see if

remember there was a private collection exhibition before. Someone showed it. Just have a

that she is Mr. Gale Maguire. Even if this

to say that. Why do you think Mr. Gale Maguire’s painting is

feel the same as

even more flustered.

It was ultraviolet light, but Cassandra had hung up the video call with Vanessa

on the small flashlight and swept around the painting. Cassandra couldn’t help reminding, “Lydia, if I remember correctly, the signature

this painting, the bottom was too

light on the top and

little golden–edged

thought, “Tsk. What a slap

snatched the small

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But there was nothing. She thought, ‘How could it

is indeed a fake. You don’t have to look at

the president of the

slowly forward and said in a deep voice, “I know who imitated this painting. I

even Arthur beside

I…”

dialed the number of that man. Someone picked up the phone

was pale. This was the voice of the master she heard. She thought, ‘Why is he so flattering

painting named Spring of Mr. Gale Maguire some time ago?”

how do you know? That girl is so silly. I’ve asked her to think about it carefully, but she still flirted with me and insisted on buying my painting. Your know, my imitation of Mr. Gale Maguire’s painting is so similar to the real one. She probably thought

dollars! Why would I refuse her? Therefore, I made it a deal. Now that I am