Chapter 426
I looked at her, then looked at Christopher. He shrugged at me with a helpless expression, and I burst
outughing. Julia, who heard myughter turned around, and I immediately covered my mouth and
looked at her with an innocent face.
I suddenly realized that Christopher, who was from a wealthy family, did not grow up to be a jerk
but became an outstanding man because he had very supportive and reliable family members.
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The next few days, I stayed at home and did nothing apart from painting. Sometimes, I would go on
Twitter, but thements and discussions about me worsened when I looked at the trending page.
Reading them would only infuriate me, so I closed the website.
Although I was acting domineering and mighty in the presence of the journalists, I was actually nervous
and didn’t know what to do at that moment. Ever since Monica ndered me, I was at a disadvantage.
That said, I had beenbeled as notorious since the time Crystal and Nathan ndered me.
Now that Crystal made her situation worse, I was affected in the process and became amon
enemy of most people.
During the press conference, Crystal said, “I won’t me Yvonne, no matter what she did, because she
is my cousin. We are from the Tanner family. We grew up together and ate from the same table. We are
a family. But it was a pity for my unborn child.”
I just smiled after watching the video and didn’t care about it.
Painting was a dream that I had for more than ten years of my life, but I was forced to give it up. Sadly,
I had to give up painting because of the tough life I had then. Now, I would pick it up for the sake of
Christopher.
After I calmed down, I seemed to have gained more inspiration. I picked up the brush and started
brandishing, pouring my emotions onto the canvas until I was interrupted by a knock on the door.
I raised my head and massaged my sore neck. I was about toplete my painting, and I could finish
the rest in three days. I got more satisfied the more I looked at it, as though I regained all of the passion
I had lost in a single night. This painting would definitely stand out in the next exhibition.
Crystal, I await your next move, and I will take back whatever belongs to me. I can face you even
without Eastsummer and a master.
“Eve, I know you’re inside. Can you open the door?”
It was Lyle. I frowned as I wondered why he came looking for me at this hour.
I walked to the door and looked through the peephole; Lyle was outside the door all by himself. Without
letting him in, I opened the door and asked indifferently, “What is it?”
He was annoyed by the attitude I gave him. “Yvonne, must you speak to me like that?”
“What do you think? You’ve never appreciated the times when I spoke nicely to you.”
Lyle looked like he was about to get angry, but he suppressed his anger after a while, stomped into the
house, and sat on the couch. He saw that I was painting, and his eyes turned grim. “I warned you not to
get involved with Christopher, but you didn’t listen. Look what you have be. With his influence, he
could easily put an end to these rumors, but he did nothing. He doesn’t care about you at all!”
“You came just to tell me this?” I despised Lyle for his self-righteousness. “I’m swamped. I have no time
to waste on you.”
“Yvonne, do you still want to be delusional?” He pointed his finger at me and shouted. “Do you think
you can still participate in the art exhibition? Believe it or not, with your current reputation, your painting
would be thrown to the ground and stepped by everyone. They took down your painting at the
exhibition today. It would have be scraps of paper if Christopher didn’t have someone take it
away.
My eyes twitched as I was reminded of Crystal’s influence on the art exhibition. My heart thumped, but I
pretended to look calm. “I’m an artist, not a celebrity. My job is to paint, and my art has nothing to do
with my personality.”