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?

could that

away,” Cassandra said in a cold voice. and she thought, “This girl always has too many words to

noticed something and said, “Oh, I think

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more she felt that something was wrong. She said, “No, you have a golden–edged signature. Just flash

Cassandra was speechless.

“Thank you so much

I see!” said

Mr. Gale Maguire has a golden–edged signature, which

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

Ms. Smith has proved that she is Mr. Gale Maguire. Even if this painting is sold,

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

the same as

was even more flustered.

up and she took out a small flashlight from her bag. It was ultraviolet light, but Cassandra had hung up the

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

the bottom was too full to add, so it

light on the top

a little golden–edged signature,

What a

snatched the small flashlight from

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on her painting. But there was nothing.

don’t have to look at it anymore.” A strong male voice sounded

the president

and said in a deep voice, “I know

face was extremely gloomy, and even Arthur beside her didn’t

Ford, I…” said

the number of that man. Someone picked up the phone and said, “Mr. Ford, why are you

she heard. She thought, ‘Why is he

you sell a painting named Spring of Mr. Gale Maguire some time

her to think about it carefully, but she still flirted with me and insisted on buying my painting. Your know,

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