"I know, I know. It's said that if you stare at this painting for five minutes and feel extremely uncomfortable, oppressed, congratulations, you have good mental health; on the contrary, if you find joy and pleasure in looking at this painting, then you have a certain level of depression.""Is it really that magical? Isn't it exaggerated? I heard Coral also painted one and even won the second place."Upon hearing her name, Coral couldn't help but straighten her chest, walking more elegantly past the guys.Then, she heard someone saying without lifting their head, "Come on, Coral's painting got crushed by 'The Northern Maiden.' It's a shame you're studying art and can't understand it. Besides, that painting sold for a billion, while Coral's only fetched a few bucks."Coral's face instantly became extremely embarrassed.Bena, standing nearby, witnessed Coral's discomfort and immediately cursed, "You guys only know how to talk, huh? If you're so capable, why don't you paint something tha
"Oh," Heloise feigned realization, "I almost forgot. I heard that Reginald went alone into the bandit's den to save Miss Brook, and he cried his heart out. It's truly a touching and earth-shattering love story.""..."Not mentioning the kidnapping case was fine, but as soon as it was brought up, Coral's mentality completely collapsed. This bastard obviously knew about the kidnapping incident. Coral knew, too, and she shouldn't let herself show off Reginald.Staring at Heloise, Coral couldn't refute a single word. With so many people around, all eyes and ears wide open, eager to know the truth, she couldn't let Heloise continue to slander and insult her.With this thought, Coral's eyes turned red, and she almost cried. "Are you, are you bullying me and still think it's not enough? I never meant to show off Reginald at all."After saying that, Coral covered her face and ran away, sobbing.Leaving behind a crowd of onlookers.This move was clever. It looked like Coral was running away, b
The person is gone? Where is Abel? Is Heloise locked inside and not coming out?Bena, puzzled, cautiously touched her neck. After standing there for a few seconds, she couldn't resist approaching and removing the mop, opening the door of the partition.There was no one inside.What’s going on?Bena, perplexed, walked forward and saw her phone still on the ground.Picking it up, in that bent-over moment, Abel, who had already changed positions to the adjacent compartment, stood on the toilet, closed his eyes, and poured the bucket towards Bena.A pervasive and overpowering stench cascaded down."Ah—"Bena screamed heartbreakingly, fumbling on her phone, accidentally starting a live broadcast.Her scream sounded extremely pleasant.Heloise, who had been hiding behind the bathroom door all along, now strolled out leisurely. She walked a few steps toward the bathroom exit when she felt her phone vibrate.Taking it out, she looked at it. Very good. Bena was live-streaming herself being spl
He could only embrace her and say, "I know you were already rescued when I came to see you last night. You wouldn't let me in."Last night, in the midst of her panic, how could she possibly see him?Coral sobbed, "It really hurts...""Okay, stop crying. I'll accompany you to the hospital for an examination," Darnell hugged her and glanced down at her wrists, where the red marks were obvious.She was injured so badly.Heloise had truly changed.Meanwhile, at the entrance of the restroom, Abel, who had witnessed the entire incident, stood there dumbfounded....Heloise walked alone on the street.Suddenly, she stopped and glanced to the side. "Come out, grandson."Abel, with silver hair, trotted out, looking at her with eyes full of embarrassment.Heloise stood there, coldly staring at him. "Why are you following me? Your goddess was knocked down by me, and you're not going to console her. Why follow me?"It was because of this that he followed her.Abel awkwardly touched his non-mainst
The match flickered as it jumped, caught between his index and middle fingers.He bit the cigarette, revealing a row of white teeth, and lit it.A single hand struck the match.It must be said, the motion was quite handsome.Heloise sat on the edge of the bed, watching him.Reginald deeply inhaled a puff of smoke, the nicotine temporarily alleviating some of his irritation.He lifted his gaze, only to find Heloise looking at him. "What are you looking at?""This action is quite charming." She said casually.With his dignified posture and this provocative move, he could easily captivate a large audience without relying on his family background.Hearing this, Reginald's movement of biting the cigarette paused, he looked at her, then rotated the matchbox, pushed it open again, and replicated the previous action, striking and igniting another match.A small flame burned rapidly at his fingertips, quickly consuming the matchstick, and the ashes fell on his fingers. He seemed completely obl
Hard for her to be held all night; her bones were almost crushed. And this didn't even involve intimacy. If it had happened, wouldn't she be abused and unable to get out of bed every day?Carrying her backpack, she walked downstairs and headed straight for the kitchen."Heloi, come here," Reginald said, still looking at a document, not bothering to lift his head.Heloise didn't know how he had given her a nickname, which didn't suit her at all, but she stopped and changed direction towards him, offering a polite yet distant smile. "What's up, Mr. Wordsworth?"Reginald was still looking at his phone. Ben, standing nearby, handed her a phone. "Miss, this is your new phone."He bought her a phone."Thank you," Heloise took it.The phone was placed in an exquisite and high-end matte box, ready to be turned on. She took it out, looked at the brand, froze for a moment, and then turned the phone over.Sure enough, an entire surface of pink diamonds.This was the most expensive phone brand in
A senior executive who was reporting froze in place, looking at Reginald with panic written all over his face.Oh no, did he say something wrong? Were the performance metrics insufficient? Was the management not stable enough? Did he mispronounce something? What to do...He looked to Ben for help, and Ben, standing there, cast him a glance. The senior executive seemed on the verge of wetting himself.The entire conference room was on edge, everyone glancing at each other, unsure where to put their hands and feet.Meanwhile, Reginald, oblivious to the small-scale tsunami he caused, continued examining the incoming call, completely unaware of the turmoil he stirred.The call was about to be disconnected.Reginald raised his gaze, showing impatience as he looked at the anxious crowd. "Still here? Should I invite you out one by one?"Did they all want to stay and eavesdrop on his phone call?Ben, standing by, softened the tense atmosphere with a gentle tone. "Today's meeting ends here. I
"Hmm," Heloise admitted calmly, "because I've been wanting to do something, and today, it's finally happening.""Really?"Jane and Harriet didn't ask what it was, they just felt happy for her.As the sky began to brighten, Heloise arrived at Imperial University. She walked through a series of paths, carrying a bag, slowly making her way into the grand auditorium that could accommodate fifty thousand people.At this moment, the auditorium was empty, with only a few dim lights illuminating the vast space.Heloise stood at the back, the highest point of the seating rows, hands resting on the backs of the chairs on either side, overlooking the entire auditorium.This place would soon witness the final act she scripted for the Brook family.Footsteps echoed.Abel, with silver hair, and two brothers panted as they ran towards her, handing her a golden microphone.Abel looked at her. "Aunt... no, Sister ThankGod, I've completed the task you assigned to me."Sister ThankGod...That's what he