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 the time, Juliana had found his words ridiculous, thinking

piece of artwork in her hands-a delicate sheet of

Thirty million!

a movie, and those projects 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, suddenly have artwork

couldn’t be

of the painting so tightly that she accidentally

herself to remain calm. She pointed at the lower right corner of the painting and spoke coldly, “Daddy, it’s clear that Cheyenne is scamming money. Look, she turned in this damaged artwork. You mustn’t be fooled by her, or we’ll be

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

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

Cheyenne’s fault; she’s the

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 had paid a six million deposit. If

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 you

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 then look at

as he picked up the damaged painting and his phone, walking towards the

living room was left with a pale, sullen