She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 264: The Painting Turns Out to be Kelvin’s

The lights in the villa turned on, and the room fell silent as the dim yellow light spilled onto the walls. A giant painting, one meter tall, caught Kelvin’s attention as soon as he entered the room.

He stood there for a moment, staring intently at the painting with his deep-set eyes. Didn’t he throw this away? How did it end up here?

Seeing Kelvin staring at the painting, Omari couldn’t help but show off a little. He walked up to Kelvin and patted him on the shoulder.

This kind of greeting seemed more suitable for old friends meeting each other rather than between him and Kelvin. The latter looked disdainfully at Omari’s hand on his shoulder without any trace of emotion on his face before taking a step back to avoid him.

But who was Mr. Lara? He was someone who could turn things around.

He still smiled lightly with one hand supporting his chin while admiringly looking at the painting on the wall.

“Isn’t it beautiful? This is Cheyenne when she was in high school – just as cute and pretty as I imagined her to be. I bought this painting from an art gallery owner for only three hundred thousand dollars.”

At these words, Cheyenne noticed there was now a large portrait hanging in the living room; it had been ignored by her since she was quite busy during daytime hours.

She couldn’t help but twitch her lips slightly. Who would hang such a large portrait of themselves on their living room wall? That would seem so narcissistic!

It couldn’t be denied that whoever painted it had done quite well; however, who painted it?

he or she secretly paint her

me earlier! For three hundred thousand dollars,

not like that… I gave you this painting because whenever you see it you’ll think of me. Of course, if you’re willing to give me your photos,

she felt upon seeing this portrait again after all these years was mortified because it reminded her of when she had been seventeen years old and madly

deliberately wear what she thought were her best clothes around him while studying

heard that he liked girls with long necks because they looked

she came back to practice her swan neck, got her ears pierced, and put

be her birthday

the painting was like a slap in the face for her. As a school bully, she had such a stupid past. It was not worth it to become someone she was not for a man who didn’t love

and boasted about it, “Don’t you like this

voice, “I don’t like it. It’s ugly. Take it away. When it’s hung up here, it’s like my funeral photo.” “If you don’t like it, forget

she didn’t like the painting, he

after refusing her request that day and seeing

spent half a month drawing drafts over

finishing the painting though, he was caught between whether or not

Abbie saw his work and said that she wanted one

didn’t want to go through with it; it felt like a waste of time. So, to comfort Abbie, he told her he’d throw the painting away. He temporarily left it in the downstairs garbage pile, as the property managemen typically started clearing the

downstairs to retrieve the painting,

fact,

he hadn’t lied to Cheyenne. The painting being lost wasn’t considered deceiving Abbie. But in

A pink spot appeared on the wall as the painting was removed, and the light on the fresh wallpaper gave the room a somewhat