She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 287: Three Bigwigs Support Cheyenne

Chapter 287: Three Bigwigs Support Cheyenne Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Seated at the dining table were three or four family members, and the atmosphere was relatively calm and harmonious. The only sounds were the clinking of forks and plates and the sound of people chewing their food.

A young boy sat there, with pronounced dark circles under his eyes, propping up his chin with one hand, looking bored as he idly poked at the food on his plate with his fork. His otherwise clean and handsome face showed impatience, and he complained, "Why are there mushrooms? I hate mushrooms, I'm not eating this."

With that, he flung his fork down and let out a yawn, preparing to get up and go back upstairs for more sleep. He had been staying up late practicing a new champion in Arena of Valor, which he had just purchased, and he was still not very familiar with its skills.

It was only past 7 o'clock now, and his mother was already dragging him out of bed for breakfast. His outburst interrupted the actions of the other three people. George, with a stern gaze, peered over the top of his newspaper, giving his son a warning look.

Sean's behavior was now somewhat more subdued, and he picked up his fork again obediently. "If you don't want to eat, you don't have to, but why throw your fork? How have you taught him?" George asked. Malaya had only one son, and being the youngest, he was especially cherished. Seeing her husband "reprimand" their son, she couldn't help but chime in, "You can't really blame Sean for this; he's never liked mushrooms since he was little."

"In my opinion, it's all because of the poor cooking of the maid. If you're upset, why not just replace her?"

Still replace?

Nora, sitting quietly at the side, continued to eat her own food. They had only moved in about a month ago, and they had already gone through three different housemaids. Without raising an eyelid, he replied casually, "You can handle it," and then returned his gaze to his newspaper.

Seeing that her father seemed to have acquiesced, the young boy gave a thumbs-up to his mother and playfully held onto Malaya's arm. "Mom, I have a friend's birthday this weekend. Can you give me 5, 000 bucks?"

This time, Nora couldn't help but frown, and she looked at her younger brother with a questioning look, asking in a low voice, "Didn't you have a friend's birthday last week? Why do you have another one already?"

Oops.

He had forgotten that he had already asked for money last week. Faced with the questioning looks of his sister and mother, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, so he avoided their gaze. "Ahem... This, this is for another friend. He's my good buddy, and he helped me with medical expenses when I got injured while playing basketball," Sean stammered.

Nora was in the same high school section as Sean, so why hadn't she heard about him getting injured while playing basketball? In reality, there was a basketball game, but Sean was in the liberal arts class, and it was tough to assemble a team. He knew they were going to lose from the start because the other team was much stronger. So, to avoid embarrassment, he intentionally fell and forfeited the game. He had just omitted this part of the story when telling his sister, Nora.

The money he had asked for last week had gone toward purchasing in-game skins and loot boxes for gaming. As for this time, he genuinely had a friend with a birthday.

Upon hearing that her son needed money for a friend's birthday, Malaya didn't think too much about it and sighed softly. She said, "Okay, let me finish eating first, and then I'll get you the money, alright?" As long as there was money involved, Sean quickly returned to his "good boy" demeanor, using his fork to pick up a piece of spare rib and offering it to Malaya. "Mom, I remember you love corn spare ribs." "Alright, thank you. You should eat quickly too, or what if you get hungry later?" Nora added.

Sean's dark eyes shifted, and he thought, "I won't go hungry, and I'll save room for steak with Mikaela tonight."

However, this scene of motherly love and filial piety did not warm George's heart. On the contrary, the more he watched, the more annoyed he became. What kind of people were these that he had raised? He tossed the newspaper onto the table.

The noise was not very loud, but it startled the three of them, and they all looked over. Malaya's face took on a puzzled expression, "What's wrong with you? Who has upset you now?"

George gave Sean a cold look, his tone filled with displeasure as he said, "Money, money, money, all you ever do is ask for money. When are you going to earn a single cent for me from outside?" The young boy looked at his mother with a sense of grievance, and she patted his shoulder in comfort. "You're just a student; how can you earn money? Focus on your studies, and you'll have plenty of opportunities to make money in the future. Don't mind your dad."

However, the news in the newspaper delivered a harsh blow to her.

"Bad Girl Turns Out to be a Genius New Star! Earns a Whopping $30 Million with an Oil Painting!"

"The Lawrence Family's Young Miss Joins Akloit's Top Hospital, Acknowledged by Mr. Owen."

"Three Wealthy Benefactors Speak Out for Cheyenne, Shower Twitter with One Billion!"

The so-called 'troublemaker girl,' who has always been looked down upon, turns out to be an industry prodigy. At just fourteen, she achieves the Ultimate Medical Achievement Award!"

Now, let's take a look at what Nora accomplished at the age of fourteen. Participating in a city-level painting competition and winning a silver medal, she was so delighted that she threw a party at home. As for Sean at fourteen, his story is absurdly extravagant. He tried everything Cheyenne did at school, but the result was nothing but zeros and squandering money.

They even hired tutors for him, but Sean managed to drive away more than ten tutors in a year. In the end, Malaya gave up, comforting herself with the thought that as long as her child was healthy and obedient, everything would be fine. After all, academic performance wasn't that important. Besides, in the end, the Lawrence family's company would be passed down to Sean.

Nowadays, big business owners simply employ outstanding staff to do the work while they collect money.

She would prefer Sean to build a good network rather than excel academically. However, when Malaya saw that the little bastard, Cheyenne, effortlessly earned back $30 million, her smile froze. The Lawrence family's company had an annual profit of about one hundred million, but when the shares were divided among shareholders, George would only receive around 50 million. Take a look. That's the gap. While she earned $30 million in half an hour, George had to toil for a whole year, managing all the household expenses, to make just over $50 million.

And now, look at the big shots behind her: the prestigious Owen family, Rex in the arts, and the favor of old Mr. Foley. Each one of them could bring him tremendous profit opportunities.

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