Love Is Fair

Chapter 370

Chapter 370 They Are of the Same Kind

When Wade saw Hailey's angry eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Jalen nudged him, took a step forward, and said with a smile, "Hailey, don’t be angry. We don't mean to impose moral coercion on you. I just hope you can think about Owen's will.’

I won't go back.” Hailey remained expressionless when she said, We have divorced, so I don't have the right. Lily, see off the guests!"

Not wanting to say one more word, she stepped upstairs.

Wade and Jalen felt frustrated. They had failed to achieve their goal but had offended Hailey, so their face turned sullen.

Benson wrinkled up his nose in dissatisfaction and said, "Uncle Wade, your words were too harsh. No wonder Hailey got angry.

We are asking her for help, but your attitude is too bad. Aren't you asking for a snub?"

Wade was speechless.

"Benson is right. Dad, Hailey does not owe us anything. Owen left so many things to her in his will, but she has never asked for them. It is you that felt anxious and afraid she will take them away.”

Bob also defended Hailey and accused his father, saying, ‘After you begged her to accept them, she refused. It is embarrassing."

Wade could not believe they were blaming him together.

Shut up! Do you think we're feeling happy now?" Jalen rolled his eyes at them. Hailey had lost much weight and looked tired, so he felt uncomfortable. She was only in her twenties, so he wondered whether they were pushing her too hard. He then said,

“Let's go back first.”

Wade frowned, Why? They haven't agreed yet!"

Jalen said, "Even if we beg them here for another three days, they will not agree. Let's go back and try to figure out a way out.”

the four men

of the wine cabinet, poured a glass for herself, raised her head, and

there was a knock on the door, she walked over, opened the door, and

a pipe in his mouth, and the smell of tobacco sobered her up a lot. He was smoking,

both in

Jason said, took the pipe out of his mouth, and put it

glass for him. Seeing him about to drain the glass

wine is not as strong as your whisky, but it will

Jason took a

brought in, paused for a moment, opened it, and appreciated the vivid city scene on it saying,

caressed the specially made paper

took another sip of the red wine and said, "Can you imagine this painting was drawn made

widened her eyes, and

be an expert, so she could see the painter's skills were immature although it was a good painting. She had guessed the

stunned for a moment before asking,

had pestered him for a long time. He hesitated at first and then refused to tell me. He did not tell me the truth until

years ago. The painter was ten years old back then, so he or she must have grown

his thirties. He drew this painting more than ten years ago. He

the painting had taken the man five years. No wonder it had a feeling of vicissitudes. But even when he had been fifteen years old, he had

Where is he now? Is

It was not a glamorous profession, and most people could not understand them. So, the practitioners usually lived in seclusion without disclosing their real names

her curiosity and was eager to know who had completed such a legendary painting at the age

his brooding eyes with

He had passed away?

thumping in her head as if intending to rush out. And it made her have

head to look at the painting again, the people in it who were laughing, shouting, or

smiled at her and

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