Juliana did not take it lying down. She looked at Selene with a raised eyebrow, "You are filial and you came to the auction in a fancy dress?"
Selene suddenly choked. Compared with Juliana, she was really dressed in a "fancy" way.
She bowed her head, "So, are you not going to ask how Dad is doing?"
Juliana asked, "Is he dead?"
Selene froze and replied dully, "No, but his leg is broken."
Juliana nodded indifferently as she saw Benson's car coming, "Let me know when he dies then. I'll attend his funeral."
Selene's mouth twitched and she was speechless.
She suddenly asked, "Jill, did you really draw that picture?"
Juliana couldn't draw at all and it was impossible for her to draw that ink-like painting with a pencil in such a short period of time.
Juliana had walked away. Hearing this, she turned back and looked at Selene in a condescending manner, "Is it fun to destroy the painting I donated?"
Selene blushed at the questioning, "I don't know what you mean."