She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 618: Twin Lotus

The villa's lighting was dim. A solitary figure reclining on the sofa. She was a slender young woman, draped in a fluffy white bathrobe, with a silk cushion supporting her head and a thick towel draped over her body. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

In a drowsy state, she was abruptly stirred from her slumber by a sudden ding from her phone, emitting a blue light that pierced her eyes. Nora reluctantly opened her beautiful eyes.

The blue light from her phone's screen caught her attention, and Nora focused on the six-digit notification, indicating the importance of the call.

She picked up her phone and saw a multimedia message from someone.

It read, "I've taken care of what you needed. Please deposit the remaining payment as scheduled." Attached to the message were two images. In one, Danielle's clothing was torn, and Danielle was forced to kneel with men circling around her. In the second image, Danielle leaned against the wall, depicting a battered and bruised appearance. It achieved the desired effect.

Nora, with her slender, fair fingers, swiftly typed one word - "OK." She then switched to a private Twitter account and reposted the two images on the Akloit College forum.

Satisfied with her actions, she pressed the phone's power button, watching the screen fade from bright to dark, plunging the room into darkness once again. Content, she pulled her blanket closer and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Outside, the rain began to fall once more, the sound of droplets hitting the leaves echoed continuously, "pitter-patter."

Inside the house, a table lamp emitted a warm, dim yellow light, casting a slender and graceful shadow on the wall.

a white cloth spread over the table. Cheyenne was meticulous, her almond-shaped eyes

required clever conception and exquisite craftsmanship, which were the key factors that elevated the value of

of burning fire lotus kept popping up in her mind, blooming with passionate fervor, as if they

- she would carve

many books with traditional classical patterns, eventually finding the complete design of the

the pattern on the jade, carving out the hollow parts, and finally,

but in reality, each one required meticulous care and patience, for this imperial green jade itself was priceless.

not left the room for a whole day, and Benson was worried that she was

Knock knock knock...

"Cheyenne, are you there?"

"Come in."

Benson saw the room was

were a few oil paintings, vibrant and full, with just the right balance of light and shadow, as if they were in the

in the oil painting had a melancholic gaze and a bright, clean smile,

eyes also revealed hesitation, which tugged

two other paintings - endless darkness with a burning flame, resembling a

but from these works, he

the hollowing step of the jade, as the pattern was quite

of seconds, his eyebrows slightly raised in surprise, as he