She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 181: Not Only Can She Fight But Also Paint

Theo looked at the woman in front of him, who seemed carefree and relaxed. He glanced at her with his eyes slanted, holding his chin up arrogantly as he said, “Just because you’re old Mr. Edwards’ granddaughter doesn’t mean the judges will go easy on you. Don’t waste our time; we need to move on to the next round quickly.”

His disrespectful words were met with support from viewers commenting live.

“Truly an artist! Not only talented but also stylish! You’re right; she shouldn’t have the privilege of being advanced just because of her connections.”

“If that’s the case, isn’t Nora also old Mr. Edwards’ granddaughter?” “It’s not the same thing! My goddess has real talent; what is Cheyenne compared to her?”

Nora’s painting slowly appeared before viewers: half a meter tall and 40 centimeters wide – quite a large masterpiece indeed.

It depicted a golden field against a blue sky with faint snow-capped mountains in the distance – pure and serene.

There were dozens of people in it as well.

It was a scene from when farmers harvested their crops, with the main character being an older woman standing at the forefront whose face was sunburned red from years of labor. She held a bundle of barley while tears welled up in her eyes.

On another side of the field stood a five or six-year-old boy holding onto a book while looking forward to his future full of hope and aspiration. “This is so beautiful! Nora really deserves to be our campus belle – both intelligent and beautiful!”

“She must be number one for sure!”

“Cheyenne went too far by requiring Nora’s brother kneel down and apologize. We should forgive others when possible; doesn’t she understand that?”

hope Cheyenne

wait and see; it’ll

disdainful looks around her, Cheyenne

painting group… Are you afraid that you’re not professional enough or don’t have enough

was silence before someone exclaimed, “Holy crap! Who does this young woman

half an hour creating such garbage. Could it even be called art?

trash actually dares to say that Mr. Roberts is not

of life, someone dared to speak

gaze became sinister, reminiscent of a vulture in the dark night – sharp and terrifying.

to retort with sarcasm, “You don’t even show respect to me? What makes you demand my respect? Are you proud of taking

“You!”

signed up based on my abilities and naturally prepared to be selected based on my skills.

attitude was quite disrespectful, it depended on who

would respect them too; but if

words and for once thought Cheyenne’s words made sense! This

assistants they didn’t have a chance to speak out. “Ahem… Alright… you should submit your painting first so we can evaluate it.” He tried to ease the tension

over her

opened up, a stunning masterpiece

painting was vividly portrayed using oil painting techniques with distant snow-capped mountains draped in red robes while nearby lakes were serene blue reflecting colorful sunsets; black trees along both sides had lost their leaves leaving behind deep blackness which formed the foundation

fifteen years, the work she submitted today

eyes could see

I don’t believe it – how could you paint such a good picture!” Sean attacked clumsily like an angry little rooster using his sharp

“If you can’t handle losing, don’t throw a tantrum here. There are so many eyes watching, and her painting is still wet. Is that cheating?” The others nodded in agreement as witnesses to Cheyenne’s on-site creation of the painting. Cheyenne was truly a prodigy! It was difficult for most people to complete an oil painting within half