Chapter 213

The name "Carl Abbott" sounded familiar to Nicole. She furrowed her brows and slowly walked over. She did spot someone familiar seated in a wheelchair not far away. Carl looked the same as before, his face pale and cold. He seemed uninterested in anything, even if these people were making a mockery before him. The surrounding people all held wine glasses, and a few were very familiar to Nicole as well. They were part of the high society and had met each other a few times. "If I remember correctly, you were once famous in high school. Your art skills were fantastic as well, am I right?" Others added, "Our school teacher said he was a genius." Vincent, who had humiliated Carl earlier, heard this and raised his hand to pat Carl's wheelchair. "Yes, such a genius! Your legs are crippled, but not your hands. Why don't you draw something for us to admire?" Only Carl remained aloof among the laughing crowd, staying silent as he looked downward. Nicole watched from afar and could not see