She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

It had been over a year since Cheyenne had come back home. As she stood at the door, she felt a pang of nostalgia.

“Click.”

She turned the doorknob but couldn’t step inside. Her bright face was now filled with shock as she saw her room being used as a storage space for Nora’s belongings.

When did the Lawrence family become so poor that they needed to use her bedroom as a storage room? And why did it have to be Nora’s storage room?

Except for the bed, which still looked like hers, everything else had changed. Her favorite rosewood bookshelf was gone and replaced with rows of picture frames and easels. The floor and windowsill were covered in watercolor paint splatters, making it look messy and chaotic.

“Great! Just great!” Cheyenne’s bright almond eyes sparkled as she rolled up her sleeves without hesitation and threw all of Nora’s paintings onto the hallway outside.

“Bang!” The loud noise echoed throughout the building, startling the three people downstairs who all looked up at once.

“Oh my god! My paintings! Cheyenne, you’re done for! Don’t touch my stuff!” Nora’s high-pitched scream echoed through the hall

“Your stuff?” Cheyenne sneered as she stepped on one of Nora’s paintings with her high heels. Suddenly there was a small footprint on Nora’s painting of sunflowers that took her three nights to finish. It had a bit of Van Gogh style to it.

The best painting she’d ever done, which she wanted to use for a competition, was destroyed by Cheyenne. She was so angry that her face turned red and she reached out to hit Cheyenne. “You shouldn’t have come back, you troublemaker. You always cause problems.”

“This room is mine. Who gave you the right to make changes without my permission?”

The couple who followed Nora upstairs also heard this.

a hint of displeasure. “It’s just a room. Did you have to destroy Nora’s painting? We have other rooms in

choose my bedroom as her studio? You never even thought about leaving me any space,”

smooth things over with a smile. “Cheyenne, I just thought that your room is more spacious and bright and

back exactly as it was

she added, “And where are my

centuries ago when they were prominent local

part of his daughter’s wedding gifts which had remained in Cheyenne’s bedroom ever since

could be sold for an exorbitant

antiques were naturally moved by Malaya into

items every once in a while. Now, her purse was stuffed to the brim with money from

for them, she couldn’t take them out and

things were broken or thrown by one of our servants? Cheyenne, stop being

calm and sarcastically replied, “If they were lost because of servants, then investigate! Whether it’s irresponsibility or theft

The Lawrence family is an influential family. We can’t let the police

mother and then passed down to me. If you’re afraid

this because we didn’t take your things,” Nora exclaimed nervously, but her words only made

and noticed the jade bracelet, which was Selah’s belonging, on Nora’s

was an exquisite piece – rare jade with no flaws – but only one remained after Cheyenne accidentally broke another

locked away in a safe box but somehow Nora

attempted to hide the bracelet under her sleeve

her high heels and grabbed her wrist firmly. “This jade bracelet is also mine,”

then remembered –