She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 179: Money Transferred

The leader on stage kept talking, while Cheyenne happily received her money off stage.

The sound of the software transfer continued to ring in the background for about twenty minutes.

When the last payment was transferred into Cheyenne’s account, Sean sitting in front of her couldn’t take it anymore and turned around to look at her.

He saw that annoying woman sitting there with a country bumpkin look on her face, holding her phone and giggling. In stark contrast was a red-haired young man with tears in his eyes looking very upset.

Sean raised his eyebrows with disgust and impatience. “Cheyenne, why are you so annoying? Can you put your phone on silent? Don’t you see that someone’s speaking up there?”

Cheyenne sneered and thought, “Wasn’t he chatting and laughing with his girlfriend Mikaela? Pot calling kettle black!”

Without a doubt, Cheyenne gave him an eye roll and then she opened up Paypal to check her balance. It showed over ten million dollars!

Not bad at all.

“If you find it annoying, you can plug your ears. I love the crisp sound when money is transferred into my account; it’s simply the most beautiful music in this world!”

Sean gritted his teeth; this little bitch was showing off how rich she was! Jerry felt heartbroken but listened anyway as coins clinked onto the ground…

anticipation, the painting competition began. Thousands of college students came to register

ensure fairness and transparency during judging process, the organizers decided that all participants must submit their works on site for review before being admitted into one of four groups: oil painting

so she had won numerous awards among young people which made her quite accomplished in

quite a stir – it really looked like an idol walking through an airport terminal surrounded by fans

is so pretty and talented, really makes

friend’s admiration, Mikaela replied expressionlessly, “Hmm.” A dark glint flashed quickly across her clear cold eyes like mist rising

lazily before stepping forward towards registration booth in slippers. As soon as

the master’s style, with perfect composition, color and handling of light

young people nowadays who have this kind of perseverance,” one judge commented. “Her recommender is Xzavier Rivera. Miss Nora, may I ask what your relationship is with Mr. Rivera?” The elderly judge asked while stroking

am Mr. Rivera’s

all had a look

Your painting also embodies the consistent style of your teacher and is a rare masterpiece,” said the elderly man whose white beard covered his face that was full of wrinkles

– which made Nora feel hot-headed, almost losing her composure as she realized that this ordinary-looking old man was

famous both domestically and internationally. He founded an art gallery which has now become one must-visit tourist attraction in

separately. He divided the several hundred thick stack of artworks into three categories: one for those that could advance to the next round, another for those to be discarded and eliminated, and the third category had only two or three pieces, which they believed had the potential to win awards. In the minds of

other contestants were queuing under the blazing sun to submit their artwork. However, the person under the eaves instantly became the center of attention for everyone. The woman took out a table from the promotional service area, and after saying something to the

few minutes later, the security guard hurriedly brought a pile of things

watching his granddaughter who

him was his arch-nemesis,

each other for years and conflicted because of the competition

for some unknown reason, Theo