She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.”

“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!”

his eyebrows furrowed deeply while staring at Nora with

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

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

granddaughter in front of her. “Cheyenne is your biological granddaughter, so of course you would help her. We are both

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

grandfather publicly defend her, and warmth flooded

arm, signaling him not to

even deserve to

engraved into Nora’s

exposed soul as she stood there, humiliated and vulnerable. Indescribable

were a hole in the ground right now, she thought, she would willingly dive

forced to make a phone call to her

was handed over by Zack, his eyes turned bloodshot. He clung

“Dad,” Malaya called out.

a heavy sigh and withdrew his rough, dry yellow

at Nora and said, “You reckless spendthrift, do you have any idea that these four million

million, Zack sold

were in normal times, it would cost at least seven or eight million to buy

were a gift from Malaya to him, but now

sobbing, while silently cursing Zack as a heartless and stingy

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

brother was much better

manager is ready to return the money to the owner of

painting, his eyes filled with a hint of regret and sadness. “It’s a pity for

the painting, which