She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 187: Don't Try to Poach Seeing that he was so sincere, Cheyenne could not afford to reject him coldly and hard.

She was about to arrive at the stop, so she had to reluctantly accept his business card, "Forget about signing a contract, I'll think about it before I do." After receiving it, she glanced at it and saw the scout's n- Alec. "I'm not interested in entering the entertainment industry for the tbeing, I'll consider your offer but it doesn't mean I'll accept it." Though she had accepted his business card, she had to make it clear to him before getting off the bus.

The middle-aged man was upset. He had said so much, more than he could say in a month.

In the entertainment industry, he was known for being aloof and taciturn.

But Cheyenne was even more aloof than him.

"Don't be like this. Entering showbiz is great! Doesn't it feel good to stand under the lights and be a big star?" Cheyenne's lips twitched, she preferred to lie at hand count her money.

"Miss, you look very much in line with our requirements for newcomers. As long as you say yes, I can recommend you to be a supporting role in my friend's new ." Many new artists could only start out as carefree roles, but Cheyenne could make a debut as a supporting role, which was was smooth sailing.

Cheyenne hesitated, "I'll think about it, then we'll talk. I'm at the stop, see you later." The man, on the other hand, was overjoyed and urged her to call him before she got off the bus, no matter how late it was, he would be waiting.

As soon as she got off the bus, an older lady approached Alec with her daughters' photo and asked if Alec could select her as a candidate. But he quickly dismissed her, saying that her daughter was too old and plain-looking even after spending hundreds of thousands on plastic surgery.

The woman was embarrassed and humiliated by Alec's words while others around her snickered at her misfortune.

The Foley Mansion The hall was brightly lit, with golden walls and white floors. The luxurious crystal chandeliers everywhere reflected the wealth and style of the rich family. Maids and butlers in black uniforms stood on the side while old Mr. Foley lay casually on the sofa, watching a TV program that covered today's college art competition. When he saw his old friend Rex's nmentioned, his heart warmed up immediately, and he called him right away. Rex enthusiastically talked about Cheyenne's performance that day and praised her endlessly over the phone.

Old Mr. Foley was thrilled to hear this news and boasted to Rex. "Cheyenne is my granddaughter-in-law! I knew she was always low-key but talented." How could such a smart girl be ignorant? Layne's granddaughter couldn't possibly be inferior in any way! Rex continued to describe what happened that day over the phone while old Mr. Foley responded eagerly so as not to appear inferior. "You don't know she not only excels in oil painting, calligraphy, traditional painting but also has excellent chess skills too! Even I lost one gagainst her!" "Can she even play chess?' Rex was shocked because there weren't many young people who could play chess nowadays.

Cheyenne defeated even old Mr. Foley at chess; it shows how strong she was.

However, he couldn't stand old Mr. Foley boasting like this anymore, so he deliberately brought up Cheyenne's divorce with Kelvin. "What granddaughter-in-law? Haven't they already divorced? My son runs a chess club now; if Miss Lawrence is really good at playing, then maybe I can introduce her to my son." "He's twenty-five years old which makes him two years younger than your grandson; He looks okay too. Although our family may not compare with yours, we are still considered an intellectual family. Not only do I like Cheyenne very much but also my son..." Before he could finish speaking, old Mr. Foley interrupted him ruthlessly; his voice sounded angry through the phone line. "Stop! What nonsense are you talking? We've been friends for decades now; don't try anything funny with me! Cheyenne is always my granddaughter-in-law. Just forget about match making her and your son!" Rex intentionally bantered with him, "But Kelvin isn't worthy of Cheyenne, is he?" "Don't talk nonsense." Old Mr. Foley clutched the phone in his hand tightly, gritting his teeth and saying, "My grandson isn't good enough for her, but does your son deserve her? You old man! If you keep talking like this, we can't even be friends. Don't even think about going after Cheyenne." To prevent his granddaughter-in-law from being snatched, old Mr. Foley planned to get her and his grandson back together as soon as possible.

"Okay, I was just joking with you. To be honest, my son's personality is too mild and not suitable for a girl as outstanding as Cheyenne. I just called to show off a little bit." With that said, Rex hung up the phone.

The young woman who had just walked in frowned when she heard Rex repeatedly mention someone named Cheyenne.

Who was this Cheyenne? Suddenly she remembered the woman she had met at the hospital who also went by that name.

She walked over in her high heels and hugged Rex's arm softly while calling out "Grandpa".

Rex turned around and saw that it was his own granddaughter who had finally cback hbut he didn't give her a warm welcome.

With an arrogant expression, he asked, "You finally decided to cback? Did you finish filming your movie?" Their family consisted of literary artists who upheld their noble family traditions; Rex considered himself an intellectual elite.

He opposed Juliana becoming an actress because he believed it would tarnish their family reputation but Juliana wasn't interested in literature opart; she lacked talent for calligraphy or painting despite being his granddaughter. Therefore, Rex reluctantly agreed to let her pursue acting on one condition- she couldn't use the Chambers family's nor connections when entering entertainment industry.

Last tshe made trouble in the hospital, she only mentioned her relationship with th Jase to lay out didn't talk about her own family because she was afraid her family would disallow her to continue her acting career once they knew it. Juliana obediently nodded and looked at Rex, asking, "Who were you talking to on the phone earlier?" "Old Mr. Foley."

Suddenly, Juliana's face lit up as she thought about old Mr. Foley'so m grandson, Kelvin Foley, the man standing atop of pyramid of power.