CHAPTER 144: CHAPTER 144: SWAPPED PAINTINGS

Seraphina Redgrave painting on the rooftop?

Still trying to impress the teacher? Isn’t a sss from The Law School enough, and now she wants fame at The College of Arts too?

She won’t agree.

Serena Lowell’s eyes were full of schemes.

"Serena?" Selena Quinn waved her hand in front of Serena’s eyes.

"Hmm? What’s up?"

Serena was so focused on figuring out how to deal with Seraphina Redgrave that she hadn’t noticed what Selena Quinn was talking about.

"I mentioned we’re hosting a dinner party at my place this weekend. Want to come?"

Selena Quinn smiled gently.

Upon hearing this, Serena looked surprised: "Can I really go?"

It’s a Sterling Family dinner party, and she actually gets to go?

"Yes, we are friends after all," Selena Quinn smiled, her eyes twinkling, "So it’s settled, I’ll have someone send you an invitation later."

Having finished speaking, Selena Quinn nodded to Serena and walked away.

Serena stood there, smiling with excitement. Ever since the Redgrave Family’s incident, she had returned to being Selena Quinn’s aide.

If she had known earlier how easygoing Selena Quinn was, why did she even follow Mia Redgrave at first? Why not go straight to following Selena?

After pondering this for a while, Serena remembered Selena Quinn’s words and quickly entered the main building.

Serena hid in the utility room near the elevator for over three hours before seeing Seraphina Redgrave emerge from the elevator.

She followed closely behind Seraphina Redgrave.

It’s already evening, The College of Arts doesn’t have night classes, and barely anyone was in the academy now.

Seraphina Redgrave entered an empty classroom, took out the teacher’s brown paper folder from the drawer.

Then she placed her drawing into a clear bag before putting it into the folder, this marked the completion of her exam.

Seraphina Redgrave secured the folder and sat on a stool, writing her name on it.

Looks like she’s going to submit her artwork.

Serena watched Seraphina Redgrave from the classroom door, thinking about their past conflicts, her heart racing with anger.

Serena took a few steps back and hid in the stairwell, letting out a shriek.

The sound echoed clearly through the deserted art building.

Seraphina Redgrave stood up from her seat, hearing the sound, she turned around and rushed out to investigate the stairs.

Serena quickly ran back into the classroom and saw Seraphina Redgrave’s painting still on the desk, she opened the brown paper roll and took out the drawing.

Bitch!

Still trying to impress the teacher? Dream on!

Ruining the artwork will teach her humility.

Serena was about to act but was stunned by the beauty of the oil painting before her eyes.

Gorgeous, truly stunning!

Being an art student herself, though Serena couldn’t pinpoint what was extraordinary about this painting, she knew at first glance it was remarkable.

This bitch is indeed formidable.

Getting a sss at The Law School, now producing such an excellent piece in The College of Arts.

Who is she really?

The painting is truly remarkable.

Serena momentarily couldn’t bring herself to damage it, thinking if this painting was submitted, it would definitely stand out in the whole academy, maybe even be entered into national or world-level competitions.

There’s movement outside.

Seraphina Redgrave is back!

Serena’s hand holding the painting trembled slightly, yet she couldn’t bring herself to destroy it.

No time to think it over, she quickly swapped her own drawing into Seraphina Redgrave’s folder and closed it.

After everything was done, Serena breathed heavily, placing Seraphina Redgrave’s artwork into her brown paper folder, then hid under the desk.

Don’t let her discover!

Don’t let her notice the painting is gone!

Please don’t!

Serena lay under the desk praying silently, covering her nose with her hands, not daring to breathe.

She watched Seraphina Redgrave walk up, grab something unknown, and leave directly.

The whole process took less than half a minute.

Serena crawled out from under the desk, looking out from the doorway, she saw Seraphina Redgrave heading towards the teacher’s office with the folder.

Great, Seraphina Redgrave didn’t notice her painting had been switched.

Serena sighed with relief, instinctively placing her hand on her chest to steady her breathing.

She watched Seraphina Redgrave’s silhouette enter the office, but couldn’t see her face as she turned away with a faint smile at the corner of her lips.

The smile carried a mischievous hint.

The setting sun shone into her eyes, revealing a knowing expression.

"Little Rose, are you trying to make me die from your charms?"

The night was deep, as the two just separated, Seraphina had no desire to lift a finger, resting herself motionlessly.

Ethan Sterling approached again, nibbling at her delicate earlobe, she turned over to evade him.

Ethan Sterling still wanted to approach, Seraphina spoke dispassionately: "Tired."

"Tired from what?"

Ethan Sterling snorted coldly and spoke, he had tried so hard.

No fun at all.

"Back pain."

Who possesses such energy and strength, unsure if the Sterling Family business is too light, allowing him such vigor.

"Hurts?"

Ethan Sterling smiled wickedly, watching the girl sprawled on the bed.

Seraphina rolled her eyes internally, pretending she heard nothing, trying to muddle through, yet Ethan Sterling’s hand touched her back, starting to massage her waist, his warm hands offered some relief.

Feeling the pain ease, Seraphina didn’t refuse, lying on the blanket allowing Ethan Sterling to continue.

But soon the man’s hands silently shifted position.

Seraphina turned her head, seeking another topic to distract Ethan Sterling: "Do you know the Sterling Family is hosting a dinner this weekend?"

Ethan Sterling propped beside Seraphina, hearing this, his face turned grim: "Is this intentional?"

Why bring up the Sterling Family out of nowhere.

Let Ryan Sterling do whatever he wants, it’s just at this kind of pointless dinner, he can relive those days of having power.

"Your sister invited me, I decided to go."

Seraphina’s voice muffled into the pillow, yet Ethan Sterling heard it crystal clear.

Ethan Sterling’s hand paused briefly, gazing at her slender neck, his eyes lost the earlier fleeting desire: "Why are you going?"

"Never been, want to see the world."

Seraphina spoke with a voice devoid of emotion.

"Want to see the world, I’ll arrange one for you anytime, anywhere, just say the word."

Ethan Sterling replied.

Going to heaven or hell, having money is great.

Seraphina lay on the bed, slowly lifted her head to gaze at Ethan Sterling: "I must go."