She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 106: Making Ten Million By Attending An Art Exhibition

Chapter 106: Making Ten Million by Attending an Art Exhibition

Teagan walked towards Cheyenne and extended a hand in gentlemanly manners, speaking in a gentle tone, "Miss Lawrence, the situation has escalated and I don't want to waste anyone's time. Let's split the eight million dollars evenly."

Cheyenne sneered after hearing him out. "Mr. Parry, you should be saying that to Nora instead of me. I'm not her mother; there's no need for me to clean up after her mess."

Nora stood frozen in place with her teeth gritted hard. She was just a student; where would she get four million dollars? Her mother had spent all of her money on buying back antiques and even took away the one million dollars Nora had saved up over the years.

She was truly broke now.

If she were to ask her father George for this money, he would undoubtedly scold her severely.

Nora had always been the pride of her parents for twenty years but now they would see this blemish on her life if they found out about it - making Nora turn pale immediately.

Teagan also didn't expect Cheyenne to be so heartless as not to help her only sister, but he couldn't speak up for Nora since he was an outsider.

He frowned slightly as he looked helplessly at Nora and said, "Nora, you should... tell your family about it."

However, Nora was scared stiff by this astronomical number and shook her head violently. "No... I can't tell my family about it! They'll blame me! It's all Cheyenne and her grandpa's fault!"

"That's right! If they hadn't brought me here, then how could I have caused trouble?"

"Cheyenne! You're responsible for compensating me four million dollars!"

She almost shouted out the last sentence.

Cheyenne's gaze turned icy cold as she retorted, "You really are shameless beyond compare! Tell us honestly, did we beg you or did you beg us when coming here?"

Nora remained silent while Layne spoke on behalf of herself instead. Suddenly an old man's loud voice sounded behind them, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you along just because you're Cheyenne's half-sister." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I only wanted to bring my granddaughter along since I was invited as a judge," Layne continued speaking loudly while glaring at Nora who looked embarrassed because of his mocking words. "If George hadn't personally asked, then someone like you, an illegitimate child born from adultery, wouldn't be worthy of stepping in here!"

Layne rarely got angry but now his eyebrows furrowed deeply while staring at Nora with sarcastic remarks that stung deep into the girl's heart.

In front of everyone, Nora's true background was exposed - the illegitimate daughter of a mistress!

In this art world full of wealthy people, everyone grew a prejudice against Nora upon hearing this sentence.

Nora is only twenty years old and has a strong sense of self-esteem. She cried on the spot.

Tears filled her eyes as she looked at the grandfather and granddaughter in front of her. "Cheyenne is your biological granddaughter, so of course you would help her. We are both ladies of the Lawrence family, why should she be the only one receiving protection?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Layne became even more impatient. "Aren't you just asking for trouble with what you're saying? Cheyenne is worth it, but as for you, with your young age and scheming ways and constant lies, who would like you?"

Cheyenne listened to her grandfather publicly defend her, and warmth flooded her heart.

She walked up and took her grandfather's arm, signaling him not to be angry. "Grandpa, don't be angry. Let's just ignore this shameless person."

"Does she even deserve to compare herself to my Cheyenne?"

The last sentence deeply engraved into Nora's heart and became her eternal shame.

The scornful words lashed at her exposed soul as she stood there, humiliated and vulnerable.

Indescribable pain.

If there were a hole in the ground right now, she thought, she would willingly dive into it.

Although reluctant, Teagan took out the four million dollars.

As for Nora, she was forced to make a phone call to her mother Malaya, who hurriedly came with Zack.

When a box of paper money was handed over by Zack, his eyes turned bloodshot. He clung tightly to the box's handle, unwilling to let go.

"Dad," Malaya called out.

Zack let out a heavy sigh and withdrew his rough, dry yellow hand.

Then he cast a piercing, sharp gaze at Nora and said, "You reckless spendthrift, do you have any idea that these four million nearly cost me my life?"

In order to raise the four million, Zack sold the pair of jade lions at a low price.

If it were in normal times, it would cost at least seven or eight million to buy it, but now he has lost twice as much.

The pair of jade lions were a gift from Malaya to him, but now the latter wants them back and he cannot refuse.

Nora was still sobbing, while silently cursing Zack as a heartless and stingy man in her mind.

'Mom has taken back so much money and so many good things to the Mitchell family over the years. It's just a mere 4 million, how could he insult me as a spendthrift in public to ruin my reputation?' Nora thought.

In contrast, Danielle's brother was much better off and readily pulled out the money.

Eight million has been raised, and the manager is ready to return the money to the owner of the painting. However, the old man didn't even glance at the money.

He walked straight to the front of the painting, his eyes filled with a hint of regret and sadness. "It's a pity for this painting."

Cheyenne's gaze also turned to the painting, which could actually be repaired.

In recent years, the restoration of ancient paintings has become a specialized profession. She has been following her grandfather for many years and learned some basic skills.

Licking her lips, Cheyenne spoke up, "I have a way to restore this scroll!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man's face was filled with a look of surprise and he suddenly turned his head.

Yet the sound of bones misaligning echoed, and even in the midst of the noisy surroundings, everyone could hear it clearly.

It really hurts!

Cheyenne was surprised and wondered if the old man's neck was okay.

The elderly man's face was now flushed, his neck misaligned, forcing him to speak with his head tilted.

"Missy, are you serious?"

"Yes, um... do you want to go to the hospital first and see a doctor?"

It's quite uncomfortable to speak with your neck tilted like that.

The old man awkwardly reached up to cover his neck, wearing a helpless expression. "When you get old, you become useless," he said.

"I will go to the hospital later. Missy, if you can really restore this scroll, I will give you all eight million!" he even exclaimed loudly, and his words shocked everyone present.

"I'll add another two million to make it a round number. How about ten million?"

Is this not a hallucination? She can earn ten million dollars just by attending an art exhibition!