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Chapter 242 The caller was none other than the top leader of the Clusia Ministry of Culture. 64 55 vouchers Realizing how serious things were, Camden picked up the phone right away, all respectful and careful. Whatever the caller said, Camden suddenly stared at Stella, eyes wide with shock. Meanwhile, a black business SUV screeched to a halt by the roadside. The car door flew open, and Broderick jumped out in a hurry. His eyes lit up the moment he saw Stella.
He called out, "My little..." Stella shot him a lazy look, and Broderick instantly clamped his mouth shut, swallowing the rest of the word. Broderick straightened up, clutching his briefcase, and gave Stella a deep, respectful bow. He called out, "Ms. Carter." Stella just replied with a casual, drawn-out "Mm," barely bothering to look his way. Conrad stared, surprised. He asked, "Mr. Crawford?" Broderick glanced at Conrad and asked, "Who are you?" Conrad thought, 'So it really is him.' Broderick, the world's top lawyer. Conrad had run into him once at a lab overseas.
Broderick charged a fortune for every minute of his time, had a legendary bad temper, and was so arrogant that he'd roasted more politicians and Hollywood stars than anyone could count. Conrad thought, 'When has he ever been this nice to someone? 'Why is he standing next to Stella? And why is he acting so humble?' "Did you bring it?" Stella asked, her tone cool and indifferent. Without a word, Broderick pulled the documents from his black briefcase and held them out to the police. He said, "These are the legal certificates for Ms. Carter's private collection.
Everything is fully legitimate and legally binding!" The officer took the documents and started flipping through them. The more he read, the more rattled he looked. Conrad kept his eyes on Stella. He noticed Broderick had purposely stepped half a pace behind her, making it obvious he saw her as the one in charge. And Stella? She stayed cool and composed from start to finish, like she was used to it. 12:50 Wed, Feb 4 T... Chapter 242 Conrad thought, 'Who the hell is she, really?' Conrad's eyes narrowed behind his glasses, quietly sizing up the situation.
64 EZ 55 vouchers The officer looked up, handed the certificates back to Broderick, then turned to Sophia with a stunned expression. He said, "Everything checks out. All of these items really do belong to Ms. Carter as her private collection!" The crowd instantly exploded. Today was a real eye-opener for everyone here. Sophia was stunned. She shouted, "No, this can't be!" Her voice grated on everyone's nerves, sharp and unpleasant. Stella replied coolly, "Disappointed, aren't you?" Sophia snapped, "You're a fraud, too! If you're not, then how did your paintings end up for sale?
Stella, you're not getting away that easily!" "She didn't!" Camden's voice rang out, thick with barely contained excitement. Camden marched over, not wasting a second. He added, "She didn't forge anything!" His face was bright red, and he looked totally buzzed, as he'd just chugged a bottle of champagne. Conrad was stunned. He asked, "Mr. Cooper, what do you mean?" Camden practically shouted, "Ms. Carter is the only copy and restoration artist officially recognized and listed by the Clusia Ministry of Culture! Who would dare call her a fraud?" His voice rang out, brimming with pride.
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He looked as if he couldn't wait to announce it to the whole world. Everyone stared, stunned. They thought, 'What the heck? 'Appointed by the Ministry of Culture? 'And she's actually an official copy and restoration artist? 'Stella? Seriously?' Everyone felt like they'd just heard the craziest plot twist ever. This was so insane, it was like something straight out of a fantasy novel. Levi blankly turned to Victor and asked, "Did you have any idea about this?" Victor shook his head. 12:50 Wed, Feb 4 T.
Chapter 242 He thought, 'How would I know anything?' : Then the two of them turned to Allan and asked, "Did you know?" Allan put on his best poker face. "Of course I did..." He added inwardly, 'Yeah, right! 'Can I really admit I had no clue? 'If I say I didn't know, Sandridge Island's reputation is toast.' Celia shouted, "No way! She's still in school!" Her question jolted everyone awake, and they all turned to Stella. 64 E55 vouchers Honestly, Stella had only found out today that she'd been officially appointed and named.
She thought, 'So what the heck did the professor do just now?' But on the outside, she didn't let anything slip. Stella glanced at Celia and chuckled softly. She said, "If you're capable, age is irrelevant." Jealousy contorted Celia's features, making her look unrecognizable. Celia was about to snap back, but Conrad stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. He asked, "Did you bring the invitation?" Celia was totally lost. She had no clue what Conrad was talking about. The two of them locked eyes. Then it hit Celia.
She said, "Yeah, I brought it." She dug the invitation out of her bag and handed it over, her face impossible to read. Conrad studied the invitation, turning it over thoughtfully in his hand. Camden was still in shock from what the minister had told him on the phone earlier. If he hadn't happened to be in Haliville, that call never would've come to him. He said, "Kid, you are really..." Stella shot him a look. Camden immediately clapped a hand over his mouth.
He murmured, "Don't worry, I won't say a word!" The minister had made it crystal clear: Camden was never to cause Stella any trouble or leak a single thing about her. Camden would never, ever go against that. But he was so hyped he couldn't hide it. Quietly, Camden pulled out his phone and held it out to her, looking at Stella with a mix of hope and pitiful longing. Without changing her expression, Stella added him on WhatsApp. 12:50 Wed, Feb 4 Chapter 242 64 55 vouchers Camden was so stunned by the sudden surprise that he just stood there, clutching his phone and grinning like an idiot.
Stella thought, 'It's really not that deep.' Landen stood off to the side, scratching his head in total confusion. He thought, 'What is going on? Why can't Camden just say it out loud?' "So, got any more doubts?" Stella said lazily, shooting a glance at the Elite Gallery sign, her eyes cool and unreadable. In the art business, nothing was more taboo than getting exposed for selling counterfeits. Elite Gallery, a hundred-year-old legacy, had finally crashed and burned in Linda's hands.
Stella thought, 'She totally brought this on herself.' Stella finished, her gaze cold and superior as she towered over Sophia and Linda. The police were already at their side, and since the fake art case involved a massive amount of money, they were also asking Landen, Magnus, and Meredith to come to the station as witnesses. Linda was crying like her whole world had collapsed, completely losing any sense of dignity. As the approached, she clung desperately to Sophia's arm, wailing, "Mom, help me! Please, Mom!" The wail of an ambulance grew louder, getting closer by the second.
The cops had called it for Waylon, who'd just been hit by disaster. cops Stella just shook her head and chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. She said, "She couldn't even help Lauren. So how is she supposed to save you?" Those words were savage, stabbing straight into Sophia's heart. Her eyes rolled back, and this time, she actually passed out from sheer anger. The ambulance pulled up just in time. The cop thought, 'Well, that's convenient: two for one trip. 'No extra trouble for us; saves everyone the hassle.' And just like that, the whole farce finally came to an end.
Just as Allan and the others started to crowd around Stella, a smooth, low voice cut through the noise, saying, "Ms. Carter." Everyone looked over and saw Conrad, invitation in hand, heading Stella's way with a friendly grin. 12:50 Wed, Feb 4 T... Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.
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