“No… I didn’t…” As weakness gripped her body, Heather attempted to meekly herself to Claudia and Mark.

Both of them looked upset, as the situation was getting out of control.

There were countless photos being played on the screen.

Suddenly, Heather realized something. Her gaze swept around until it finally settled on a figure to her rear left. A white silhouette stood there with her chest puffed. The figure flashed a faint smile, eyes glistening in schadenfreude.

Josie simply looked at Heather and smiled, then she mouthed the words across the distance. “Happy Birthday.”

Heather’s vision went dark. She could no longer hold herself up as she completely passed out.

Another wave of chaos ensued.

Josie closed her eyes and said to herself, “Happy birthday, Liana. I’m sorry. I just found out today is your birthday.”

she opened her eyes again, what she saw were a pair of eyes, cold yet filled with

emptied. All the artworks were organized and stored away. The painting suspected of plagiarism was

was taken to the hospital, with Claudia and Laura accompanying her.

was a desolate air, to

with Morgan by her side. After an unknown amount of time, she finally

out,” he said, expressionless, as he placed his hand on her shoulder and gently

Josie stood by the roadside. However, she was stopped by someone. All the bodyguards from the establishment

Warren. You

in a deep voice, “Tell Dexter not to don’t go

bind. Glancing in the direction where Morgan was driving from, he quickly said, “Ms. Warren, please don’t put us in a difficult position.

room, with the lights turned off and the curtains tightly drawn. Barely a

the couch, her back still perfectly straight. If one looked closely, one could see a trail

blocking her way. The deep voice was

long have you

a sting in her mouth while speaking.

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