Harold did not fall for Yulian's lies. Benson and Pauline had already told him what had happened.
Harold suddenly became louder toward the end, making Yulian jump in fright.
“You... I guess this was all a setup. You went to buy ink and paper from the stationery shop and even pretended to return to the room for more than half an hour to retrieve the calligraphy painting. It was all an act to make me lower my guard. You planned all this to take revenge on me for making you the scapegoat for the damaged calligraphy painting last night. Am I right?” Yulian asked Isabella and her family through gritted teeth.
He was shocked by Harold and did not think things through before speaking.
Only after his wife tugged him did he come to his senses.
However, it was already too late. All the guests had heard what he said.
“Well, you've admitted it yourself. Aren't you going to apologize? What are you waiting for?” Harold asked icily.
In no time, all the guests started to gossip about Yulian and his wife.
The crowd finally believed the explanation that Isabella's parents had given previously.
“Hmph! I won't apologize to someone who did something as shameful as having a child out of wedlock. It's impossible!” declared Yulian.
He saw how everyone had started to gossip about him. His face became red instantly, and he deeply regretted what he had said earlier.
However, he could not understand why he had said those words just now.
He would never apologize to a shameful person who had been kicked out of the family for twenty years. He turned around and left the living room after leaving those cruel words.
Seeing this, Victor became pale from anger.
Yulian, that idiot, has just dragged the Rivera family's name through the mud at my birthday banquet. As the saying goes, good news doesn't travel, but bad news spreads like wildfire! With so many guests present today, it will not take more than two days before the Rivera family becomes the laughingstock of the high society in Newcove!
Victor almost fainted from thinking about this.
The paramedics, which Max had called for earlier, ended up sending both of them to the hospital.
What was supposed to be a joyous celebration thus ended abruptly.
Fortunately, the two elderly people only had minor issues with nothing serious.
It was five o'clock in the afternoon.
The two older people who had undergone a thorough examination were lying on the hospital beds in a VIP ward of Newcove General Hospital.
They started discussing what had happened earlier. The others waited outside the ward, not wanting to disturb their rest.
“Things shouldn't have turned out that way. Yuvan is one of the newcomers to the art scene. The God of War's calligraphy painting has such distinctive features. There is no way that he did not recognize it!” Max voiced his doubts.
“I'm curious about that as well. I'll get someone to bring the counterfeit over to let you have a look!” responded Victor.
With that, he called his housekeeper to bring over the Loyalty to the Country calligraphy painting, which Harold had crumpled and thrown into the bin.
Max sat on the hospital bed and took out the magnifying glass he always carried. He carefully examined the calligraphy painting, which had been torn into two pieces.
“Ah!” he cried out after seeing the first word.
He could feel a strong bloodlust from the purported counterfeit.
The sensation was the same as when he appraised the other piece previously.
However, since Max had already experienced it once, he forcibly pulled himself back to his senses and did not cough blood again because of the imposing presence of bloodlust.
“Max, what's wrong?”
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