But this Eva is always more cunning than her. Not only did she not find any useful information, she was always rebel and was always attracted by Eva. Even the young talents she knew were attracted by Eva! When Mrs. Mantening thought of this, she felt a little more hatred for the woman in front of her. But now she looked at her leaning against the hospital bed, her cheeks were still swollen. Because she had no makeup, even if she looked better than herself, her appearance was far inferior to herself in terms of complexion and maintenance, and she felt much more enjoyable.

"Mrs. Woodson is right. My husband and I have been married for so many years and have always had a deep relationship. How can I compare to Mrs. Woodson's love story? My ex-husband dies and lives for a while. I heard that there is a problem in my mind. Later, I married a famous financier..." Mrs. Mantening said while carefully observing Mrs. Woodson's expression. Seeing that she just frowned, there was not much change in expression. Knowing that she had not yet poked the other party's pain, she continued to sigh: "It's just a pity for those artists who once loved Mrs. Woodson, such as the one who took a photo with us in this photo, I have never heard of him later and could not find his person!"

Mrs. Woodson's originally calm face then showed up, and her fingers moved slightly, but she tried her best to maintain peace and asked in a faint tone: "Mrs. Mantening, if you hadn't mentioned it, I'd forgotten those people and things from back then. Are you sighing so now? Is it because of the love that artists you haven't finished?"

"You--" Mrs. Mantening never expected that she had deliberately led the other party to tell the past, but was beaten back and was so angry that she grabbed the bag in her hand.

But when she thought of the words her husband reminded her before leaving, she took a deep breath and calmed herself down first, and then said unintentionally: "Mrs. Woodson, you are joking. I have also sorted out old things recently. After finding these old photos, I remembered some things in the past. What's more, I still remember that the artist in the photo was fascinated by your charm back then and often appeared at art exhibitions with you. Why is Mrs. Woodson so ruthless now that she seems to be turning against her face and even forgot about it?"

Mrs. Woodson frowned slightly. Of course, she would not not remember who the man in the photo was. But she knew that the existence of this man must not be mentioned by any outsider, let alone the woman in front of her! "As old, my memory will eventually become worse. Did Mrs. Mantening come to visit me today to talk to me about these people in the past?"

Mrs. Woodson asked lightly, not seemingly intending to take over her topic.

"Mrs. Woodson, I don't want to talk to you about the other people in the past, I just want to talk to you about the person in the photo!"

Mrs. Mantening's lips curled slightly and said slowly: "This artist was very talented back then. Although he was not as famous as the world, he was considered to be a little famous in the industry. But it was very strange. Later, he suddenly disappeared. Don't Mrs. Woodson find it strange?"
Chapter completed!