She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 173: Opening of Art Competition

Along the way, her phone kept buzzing non-stop with messages, reaching over a hundred notifications per minute.

Nora casually clicked on the first two notifications. Turned out the first like her post received was from her friend Danielle.

Her online name is “CuteDani”. She commented under Nora’s tweet: “Nora, you are too kind. Cheyenne was so heartless to kick you out, yet you still think about her.”

“There’s no way around it, she’s my sister after all. I didn’t want to bet against her originally, considering I’ve been studying art for fifteen years since the age of five. But she had to be stubborn and pick a fight. Why can’t we all just get along as a family? @CuteDani”

“Get along as a family? Don’t be foolish. She took away your marriage back then and now she’s forcing you to leave. Her heart is truly hard!” The two of them only exchanged some words, but netizens got a lot of information from their chat.

#Shocking! Cheyenne’s happiness was all stolen!

#Behind the sky-high bride price, there is actually a hidden sisterly conflict.

#Nora is in her prime

#Our Goddess Must Stay Strong @Honora

Negative reviews were flooding in like a tide, all of which were malicious comments targeting Cheyenne. Every word was sharp and every sentence was heartless!

“Disgusting! You little bitch. How come you are so vicious? @BreezeForSleeping”

“Cheyenne, you ugly woman! Apologize to my goddess, you must apologize.”

give a slap in the face of a C-list actress in the hospital, I thought she was

She was a troublemaker during high school. I heard she often hung out

forced a female classmate to

I’ve heard about it, too. That girl seemed to come from a poor family and was a kind-hearted person. But later on, she

her true nature a long time ago. I’d like to crowdfund a million dollars to get her killed. Without further ado, I’ll make the first donation of

the luxury car, Nora looked contentedly at the wave of negative comments. The thirty thousand dollars she

enter the venue, and she turned off her phone before confidently making

would not only lose but also be completely crushed in this competition. This was the only way to alleviate some of the resentment she felt after having her clothes

it for now. Just play normally during this competition,” said the young man who spoke. He appeared to be around thirty years old with fair skin and a stylish head of hair tied back with a

a similar style, exuding an artistic vibe. A hint of stubble on his chin added some masculinity to his gentle and

nodded and handed him her

delicate fingers accidentally brushed against his palm, making her heart skip a beat. The man

look of shock flashed

her own thigh with one hand while giving him a reproachful glance as if telling

on the bus who witnessed their intimate behavior. Some had been suspicious at first but relaxed when they heard what Xzavier had said about helping Nora fix her earring. He was such a kind

of his students whom he was proud of; it wasn’t unusual for him to help fix

the bus

just helped Nora fix her earring himself – being his student is so

of ordinary for them either way. Xzavier came from an intellectual family; he was young

in life which gave him broad knowledge and experience, making lectures he gave

Xzavier in high regard. Every year when outstanding teachers are evaluated by school officials, Xzavier always

was so outstanding, was still single at the age of 31. Despite the fact that there were many female teachers in

become his