I, however, didn't want to listen to her lies. As someone who was also a semi-professional artist, I knew Kilian's true talent at first sight.
Only her, still foolishly believing.
"Sure, how much?"
I interrupted her softly, nodding without a second thought.
"Really? Hubby, you're so kind. I'm so lucky to have you."
I smiled at her praising.
"He's your childhood friend and I hit him today, I was wrong."
"Don't worry, this time, we'll make sure the exhibition is a great success."
She went to be his model every day afterwards.
I no longer stopped her and even sometimes took her there in my free time. And for the occasional traces on her body, I only considered them invisible. Unbeknownst to her, I quietly set up numerous cameras.
At first, their locations would be grand outdoor settings. Later the locations became much more diverse.
From hotels to inns and finally to Kilian's house, with many different options.
I set up cameras in every location and watching them being so affectionate, I froze.
"Mr. Arnouts, here is everything I can find out."
Meanwhile, my assistant also helped me uncover a lot of information.
Looking at the various hotel records from two years, I was practically laughing.