Chapter 425 Get Better Soon

The business world, which was full of changes, was like another world to Everly.

Now Zane should be busy enough with his things.

Therefore, when Everly went out to watch the art exhibition, she did not bring any bodyguards. In public places, Zane's men should not be so rampant.

This time, the art exhibition presented works by new painters from different countries. Everly wanted to learn more, so she spent a full four hours in the exhibition hall.

When Everly wanted to leave, she was attracted by a painting in a very special style. It could be seen that the painter was very talented and creative.

In terms of art, talent could not be compensated for by hard work. Some people were just lucky to be the chosen ones. This was how Everly felt about this painting in front of her. The more she looked at it, the more she appreciated it. The person who drew this painting must be a very good artist.

"Do you like it?"

A voice came from the side.

A blonde, blue-eyed woman with glasses stood behind Everly for a while.

Everly thought that the woman was also looking at the painting, so she nodded.

Everly had stood here for so long, and the woman should have seen through her thoughts, so there was no need to hide them.

"This isn't the work I'm most satisfied with," the woman said lightly.

Everly was surprised, not expecting to meet the artist in person.

"Hello, my name is Sofia Meredith." The exotic girl extended her hand to Everly.

...

The room was full of smoke. When Sean went in, he almost choked on the smell. Because he was used to taking care of Zane, when Zane moved out of the Lamont's, Sean also came with him.

"Mr. Zane." Sean was old and used to call Zane like that. "Why are you smoking so much? It's not good for your health."

Zane's pale face was particularly haggard from staying up late. This unhealthy color caused people to worry when they looked at it, and Zane's eyes were very red in contrast to his bloodless face.

Sean looked distressed. It had been a long time since he had seen Zane so discouraged. Zane had been in a good mood recently. Why would he suddenly become like this?

"Mr. Zane, did something happen?" Sean asked with concern.

Zane lowered his eyes. "Get out."

His voice was hoarse, and his throat burned like fire.

Now there were blisters in Zane's mouth. The situation was very bad.

Sean still wanted to say something, but when he met Zane's cold gaze, he shivered all over and didn't dare say another word.

Zane was getting more and more unstable.

The Lamont family had declined, and the influence on Zane had always existed.

Zane seemed miserable to have been destroyed by the Lamont family.

Sean didn't know if it was because he was old or because it had been too long. He couldn't remember what Zane looked like when he was truly happy. Now Zane was constantly unpredictable.

Sean had to leave the room.

Not long after, Zane came out and changed into a new set of clothes, looking much more energetic.

"Mr. Zane, are you going out?"

"Yes."

"Aren't your legs hurting these days? Why don't you sit in a wheelchair?"

Zane paused and said, "You talk too much. Do you know my body better than me?"

Sean shut up bitterly.

Zane was actually in pain, but the physical distress was nothing.

He would not give in.

The Lamont family had been active for so many years, and it had built some connections. However, Zane had found all the connections he could find, and almost all of the people said they were unable to help.

There was a problem with this piece of land, and with the new government policy, Zane's plan could only be put on hold. In other words, Zane spent a lot of money, but in the end, he only got a piece of useless wasteland.

One of the acquaintances pointed out a path for Zane. "Follow Byron's direction, and it's almost impossible to go wrong."

Byron's connections were much stronger than Zane's, but Zane following Byron was the same as admitting defeat to Maverick. How could Zane accept this?

It was a huge slap in Zane's face.

Because Zane was too engrossed in thinking, he didn't pay attention to his steps and fell heavily down the stairs.

When Zane landed on the ground, the pain in his leg made everything turn dark before his eyes. He fainted.

When he thought he was unlucky enough, Zane learned that he could be even more unlucky.

...

Maverick found that there was a new painting in Everly's studio.

"Did you paint this?"

Maverick looked at the painting for a while and pulled Everly, who was coming in, into his arms. "I think I can hold an art exhibition for you now."

"It's still too early." Although Everly was in an accusatory tone, she couldn't help but smile. Maverick was too confident in her. "Didn't I go to a painting exhibition? I bought it, and the painter was there too. We had a nice chat. We are friends now."

Maverick didn't take it seriously. When Everly talked about things she liked, she was glowing. She looked extra beautiful, and one couldn't look away.

With a thought, Maverick kissed Everly. She moaned, taking Maverick's sudden affection.

"No."

Everly was very shy and always felt it was very strange to be intimate with Maverick in the studio.

"We'd better not do this here."

Maverick understood the importance of painting to Everly, so he respected her and picked her up directly.

"That's not what I mean..."

Everly felt that she said something very misleading. She should say it was not bedtime yet.

Kisses fell on Everly's delicate skin. Her spirits were soaring. At this time, Everly's phone rang.

"Leave it."

Maverick was in high spirits. Everly deftly avoided Maverick, took the phone, took the opportunity to free herself, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I'm free tomorrow. Sure. Great, I'll be there on time. How about this? I will drive to pick you up tomorrow. It will be much more convenient. You are welcome. See you tomorrow. Good night."

"Who is it?" Maverick hugged Everly's waist tightly and felt a little jealous.

The person called at the most inappropriate time.

"The painter I like invited me to the scenic spots in City C and asked me to be the guide."

"Is it a man or a woman?" Maverick asked.

"A woman." Everly slipped out of bed. "You sleep first. I'm going to draw. I haven't finished today's painting yet. I'll bring it to her tomorrow and let her give me some advice."

Maverick was left alone in the room. The feeling of emptiness in his arms was not good, but he encouraged Everly to pick up the brush, so he had to respect her.

Jayden had just sent Maverick a message saying that Zane had just been admitted to the hospital. The photo of Zane falling down the stairs was now all over the Internet. It was taken by the paparazzi.

Maverick saw the photo online very easily. Zane looked very lost and ugly. If he were a normal person, he might be able to stand still when he stumbled, but Zane's legs were like prosthetics.

Maverick's eyes gradually turned cold. This was just the beginning. He hoped that Zane could hold on.

...

"Mr. Zane, this is your flower. Please sign for it."

Zane took over the first bouquet he received after being hospitalized. The card on it said, "Maverick, get better soon."

Zane threw the flowers hard away.