She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 286: Giveaway

Rex was at home, holding his phone and laughing heartily. His exaggerated laughter piqued the curiosity of many of the household staff. He was usually stern, always burying himself in his art studio. Why was he suddenly laughing today?

Juliana had just returned from the set and found her father sitting on the living room couch with several paintings displayed on the coffee table in front of him. She was born into a literary family, and while her artistic skills weren’t highly refined, she had developed an eye for appreciation.

When she saw the colors and composition of one of the paintings, her eyes lit up, and she picked it up enthusiastically. “Is this a new work of yours, Daddy? It looks different from your usual style.”

Rex also had an affinity for oil painting, but he had been practicing traditional painting since childhood. He had only started exploring oil painting in recent years, so his expertise in this area was not deep. Many times, he hadn’t received recognition from the association, as they believed his mindset was still rooted in traditional painting.

However, the painting she held was a quintessential representation of oil painting. The transitions between light and shadow, the brightness of the light, the use of color, and more-everything was masterfully executed, showcasing exceptional talent.

Hearing his daughter praise a work he loved, Rex felt a surge of pride and stood taller. “This is a piece by that little girl Cheyenne. Surprising, right? She’s only twenty-one years old and has this level of skill. The one you’re holding has already been sold for thirty million! I’ll have to send it out shortly, but I couldn’t resist taking one last look.”

The buyer of this painting was a real estate tycoon, reportedly because his wife had a fondness for oil paintings and happened to come across Cheyenne’s work, piquing her interest.

“What! This is actually that girl’s painting!”

admiring expression when he had mentioned Cheyenne earlier. He had even called her the most talented “genius” he had ever seen. At

hands-a

Thirty million!

took several months to complete. She had to wear chiffon dresses in winter and thick coats in summer. Why did someone like Cheyenne, who spent a mere half an hour,

be possible, could

to lose her rationality. She clenched the paper at the bottom of the painting so tightly that she accidentally tore a corner. By the time she realized her mistake, it was

moment of contemplation, Juliana forced herself to remain calm. She pointed at the lower right corner of the painting

looked down at the small crescent-shaped mark. He gazed at Juliana with a troubled expression. “It was perfectly fine when I last saw it. How did this happen?” Juliana, avoiding eye contact, used her sleeve to hide her fingernails

and there’s a scrape on the pigments.” He glanced at Juliana’s hand, which had a

Cheyenne’s fault; she’s the

Cheyenne was Juliana’s goal; she didn’t want this painting to be sold. Thirty million! Just thinking about it was unbearable. Little did she know that the buyer

only gather this sum of money by selling his own artwork, but his paintings were like his own children,

we’re in trouble; we’ve lost six million. Juliana, don’t argue with me. You’ve always been envious from a young age, and when

and I’ll be supervising your studies closely.” “Why did you turn out like this? Why isn’t Cheyenne my daughter? Look at her

and his phone, walking towards the

room was left