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…

competition began. Thousands of college students came to register for

order to ensure fairness and transparency during judging process, the organizers decided that all participants must submit their works on site for

years or so she had won numerous awards among young people which made her

a stir – it really looked like an idol walking through an airport terminal surrounded by fans asking for autographs. Mikaela followed behind Nora along with her friend Eleanor Sharp as they went together to register their

talented, really makes me envious,” said

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

Cheyenne stood up elegantly, stretching lazily before stepping forward towards registration booth in slippers. As soon as Nora submitted hers work,

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

many young people nowadays who have this kind of perseverance,” one judge commented.

Rivera’s

a look of

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

losing her composure as she realized that this ordinary-looking old man was actually the vice president of Chulae Art College and one of eight commissioners for Onistead Calligraphy and

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

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 these three judges, Nora’s painting was undoubtedly a top

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 security guard hurriedly brought a

Layne felt a headache watching his granddaughter who just

next to him was his arch-nemesis,

conflicted because

favored Layne’s traditional painting. However, for some unknown reason, Theo became the vice president while Layne chose to leave the