Chapter 106: Making Ten Million By Attending An Art Exhibition


    Chapter 106: Making Ten Million by Attending an Art Exhibition


    Teagan walked towards Cheyenne and extended a hand in gentlemanly manners, speaking in a


    gentle tone, "Miss Lawrence, the situation has escted and I don''t want to waste anyone''s time.


    Let''s split the eight million dors evenly."


    Cheyenne sneered after hearing him out. "Mr. Parry, you should be saying that to Nora instead of


    me. I''m not her mother; there''s no need for me to clean up after her mess."


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    Nora stood frozen in ce with her teeth gritted hard. She was just a student; where would she get


    four million dors? Her mother had spent all of her money on buying back antiques and even took


    away the one million dors Nora had saved up over the years.


    She was truly broke now.


    If she were to ask her father George for this money, he would undoubtedly scold her severely.


    Nora had always been the pride of her parents for twenty years but now they would see this blemish


    on her life if they found out about it - making Nora turn pale immediately.


    Teagan also didn''t expect Cheyenne to be so heartless as not to help her only sister, but he couldn''t


    speak up for Nora since he was an outsider.


    He frowned slightly as he looked helplessly at Nora and said, "Nora, you should... tell your family


    about it."


    However, Nora was scared stiff by this astronomical number and shook her head violently. "No... I


    can''t tell my family about it! They''ll me me! It''s all Cheyenne and her grandpa''s fault!"


    "That''s right! If they hadn''t brought me here, then how could I have caused trouble?"


    "Cheyenne! You''re responsible forpensating me four million dors!"


    She almost shouted out thest sentence.


    Cheyenne''s gaze turned icy cold as she retorted, "You really are shameless beyondpare! Tell


    us honestly, did we beg you or did you beg us whening here?"


    Nora remained silent while Layne spoke on behalf of herself instead. Suddenly an old man''s loud


    voice sounded behind them, "It''s my fault. I shouldn''t have brought you along just because you''re


    Cheyenne''s half-sister."


    "I only wanted to bring my granddaughter along since I was invited as a judge," Layne continued


    speaking loudly while ring at Nora who looked embarrassed because of his mocking words. "If


    George hadn''t personally asked, then someone like you, an illegitimate child born from adultery,


    wouldn''t be worthy of stepping in here!"


    Layne rarely got angry but now his eyebrows furrowed deeply while staring at Nora with sarcastic


    remarks that stung deep into the girl''s heart.


    In front of everyone, Nora''s true background was exposed - the illegitimate daughter of a mistress!


    In this art world full of wealthy people, everyone grew a prejudice against Nora upon hearing this


    sentence.


    Nora is only twenty years old and has a strong sense of self-esteem. She cried on the spot.


    Tears filled her eyes as she looked at the grandfather and granddaughter in front of her. "Cheyenne


    is your biological granddaughter, so of course you would help her. We are bothdies of the


    Lawrence family, why should she be the only one receiving protection?"


    As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Layne became even more impatient. "Aren''t you just


    asking for trouble with what you''re saying? Cheyenne is worth it, but as for you, with your young


    age and scheming ways and constant lies, who would like you?"


    Cheyenne listened to her grandfather publicly defend her, and warmth flooded her heart.


    She walked up and took her grandfather''s arm, signaling him not to be angry. "Grandpa, don''t be


    angry. Let''s just ignore this shameless person."


    "Does she even deserve topare herself to my Cheyenne?"


    Thest sentence deeply engraved into Nora''s heart and became her eternal shame.


    The scornful wordsshed at her exposed soul as she stood there, humiliated and vulnerable.


    Indescribable pain.


    If there were a hole in the ground right now, she thought, she would willingly dive into it.


    Although reluctant, Teagan took out the four million dors.


    As for Nora, she was forced to make a phone call to her mother Mya, who hurriedly came with


    Zack.


    When a box of paper money was handed over by Zack, his eyes turned bloodshot. He clung tightly


    to the box''s handle, unwilling to let go.


    "Dad," Mya called out.


    Zack let out a heavy sigh and withdrew his rough, dry yellow hand.


    Then he cast a piercing, sharp gaze at Nora and said, "You reckless spendthrift, do you have any


    idea that these four million nearly cost me my life?"


    In order to raise the four million, Zack sold the pair of jade lions at a low price.


    If it were in normal times, it would cost at least seven or eight million to buy it, but now he has lost


    twice as much.


    The pair of jade lions were a gift from Mya to him, but now thetter wants them back and he


    cannot refuse.


    Nora was still sobbing, while silently cursing Zack as a heartless and stingy man in her mind.


    ''Mom has taken back so much money and so many good things to the Mitchell family over the


    years. It''s just a mere 4 million, how could he insult me as a spendthrift in public to ruin my


    reputation?'' Nora thought.


    In contrast, Danielle''s brother was much better off and readily pulled out the money.


    Eight million has been raised, and the manager is ready to return the money to the owner of the


    painting. However, the old man didn''t even nce at the money.


    He walked straight to the front of the painting, his eyes filled with a hint of regret and sadness. "It''s a


    pity for this painting."


    Cheyenne''s gaze also turned to the painting, which could actually be repaired.


    In recent years, the restoration of ancient paintings has be a specialized profession. She has


    been following her grandfather for many years and learned some basic skills.


    Licking her lips, Cheyenne spoke up, "I have a way to restore this scroll!"


    As soon as the words fell, the old man''s face was filled with a look of surprise and he suddenly


    turned his head.


    Yet the sound of bones misaligning echoed, and even in the midst of the noisy surroundings,


    everyone could hear it clearly.


    It really hurts!


    Cheyenne was surprised and wondered if the old man''s neck was okay.


    The elderly man''s face was now flushed, his neck misaligned, forcing him to speak with his head


    tilted.


    "Missy, are you serious?"


    "Yes, um... do you want to go to the hospital first and see a doctor?"


    It''s quite ufortable to speak with your neck tilted like that.


    The old man awkwardly reached up to cover his neck, wearing a helpless expression. "When you


    get old, you be useless," he said.


    "I will go to the hospitalter. Missy, if you can really restore this scroll, I will give you all eight


    million!" he even eximed loudly, and his words shocked everyone present.


    "I''ll add another two million to make it a round number. How about ten million?"


    Is this not a hallucination? She can earn ten million dors just by attending an art exhibition!