She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Elementary School Level

Cheyenne had also seen Grandpa's new work, "Summer Retreat". It was a bit hasty to create, to be honest. The so-called Summer Retreat was just a big watermelon that Grandpa had drawn. If you looked closer, there were a few more watermelon seeds on the melon and a little piece had been bitten off.

Hmm, she was the one who bit a piece of it because she was busy and left after taking only one bite.

Grandpa suddenly had the idea to turn it into a painting and who knew he would win the gold medal for it.

Cheyenne thought to herself that the painting was indeed nothing much.

Malaya still smiled warmly and said, "Oh my goodness, Mr. Edwards, you're really modest. Your paintings are all masterpieces."

Grandpa smiled but didn't say anything as he waited for her next words.

Sure enough, that woman mentioned Nora with pride written all over her face as she said, "Mr. Edwards, my little daughter has been studying painting for over ten years now. She has always admired you and finally gets to meet you today."

"Why don't you take some time out of your schedule to see how good her painting skills are?"

"She just won a youth art award last week and is planning on participating in a national college student painting competition next month."

As Malaya spoke, she gestured for Nora to go and retrieve the artwork herself. Sean, who had been lacking in energy until now, perked up slightly with a twitch of his lips.

"Mom, my sister and Cheyenne's grandfather aren't painting the same kind of painting. How can he give advice?" The boy was blunt, showing no manners by referring to Layne as "Cheyenne's grandfather".

Layne thought he was so much older than Sean himself, so it would have been appropriate for him to be addressed as "old Mr. Edwards". Malaya probably favored her son over her daughter, which is why her son was so impertinent.

Fortunately, Layne returned home in time and secretly trained his granddaughter, otherwise, she might have become a useless spoiled lady just like Malaya expected.

Caught off guard by her own son's interruption, Malaya felt both embarrassed and annoyed as she glared at him.

"What do you know? You're just a kid!" She scolded angrily.

Sean still felt dissatisfied and muttered under his breath. "I told the truth!"

Furthermore, he heard the conversation between his mom and sister just now. They were trying to curry favor with Cheyenne's grandfather in order to gain access into the Royal Academy of Arts abroad.

He just felt they were so naive. He knew well Cheyenne was a selfish and vicious woman who had been jealous of Nora's excellence since childhood, so there was no way that Cheyenne's grandfather would help.

Besides, Nora could have gotten into a good school on her own merit. Their mother's intervention was unnecessary.

Cheyenne caught his reaction and cursed under her breath, "Idiot!"

After a while, Nora finally came down.

After some deliberation upstairs, she finally found her favorite and proudest painting.

It was a Western-style portrait oil painting.

It looked somewhat like an 18th-century style, and the young girl depicted was herself.

She was attending a banquet, wearing a gorgeous strapless long dress in a bright yellow color, with delicate makeup.

The people around her were also well-dressed and were dancing, portraying a scene of luxury and extravagance at a high society gathering.