She Became Rich After Divorce

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.

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 woman, with her head down, focused intently on her work, diligently shaping a rough jade stone into a thin, round shape using carving tools and wax on a white cloth spread over the table. Cheyenne was meticulous, her almond-shaped eyes fixed unwaveringly on the object in her hands. She had invested much time in conceiving what she should create from the jade.

The best jade required clever conception and exquisite craftsmanship, which were the key factors that elevated the value of the jade many times over.

Unconsciously, images of burning fire lotus kept popping up in her mind, blooming with passionate fervor, as if they were about to engulf her.

Cheyenne suddenly made up her mind - she would carve the fire lotus.

She pored over many books with traditional classical patterns, eventually finding the complete design of the twin lotus.

Using the finest knife, she sketched the pattern on the jade, carving out the hollow parts, and finally, did the last step of polishing.

These steps sounded simple, but in reality, each one required meticulous care and patience, for this imperial green jade itself was priceless. Any flaw in any step would make this beautiful jade imperfect, which would be regrettable.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

She had not left the room for a whole day, and Benson was worried that she was starving herself. He had some food prepared and personally took it to Cheyenne's room.

Knock knock knock...

"Cheyenne, are you there?"

"Come in."

As he entered, Benson saw the room was a mess.

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

The girl in the oil painting had a melancholic gaze and a bright, clean smile, which warmed the heart involuntarily.

But her eyes also revealed hesitation, which tugged at one's heart.

Besides these, there were two other paintings - endless darkness with a burning flame, resembling a lotus and a burning sun.

He didn't understand art, but from these works, he felt the struggle and hope.

Cheyenne was very serious about

the

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Paollowing step of the jade, as the

pattern was quite intricate and

delicate, making the process much slower.

Benson's gaze lingered on the jade for a couple of seconds, his eyebrows slightly raised in surprise, as he walked over.

"Cheyenne, where did you find this piece of stone?"

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Without looking up from her work, Cheyenne casually replied to his question, "It was in my pocket, saw that it was good jade, and I couldn't resist the urge."

It felt like she hadn't touched these things for a long time.

She didn't even know that it was Kelvin who gave her the jade; she just thought it was a good material.

Thinking about this, Benson felt a sudden relief.

"Alright, Cheyenne, you haven't eaten properly for a whole day. Finish your meal first before continuing." Saying this, he placed the dishes in front of her, and took the dirty carving tools from her hands.

Suddenly interrupted from her work,

Cheyenne raised her head. Her clear eyes shimmered as she looked at

and she lowered her head with

a hint of melancholy.

"I want to finish first."

"But Cheyenne, even if you're not hungry, the child shouldn't be left hungry. Do you want our child to suffer from malnutrition?"

His threat was quite effective.

Every time he used the child to persuade her, Cheyenne would always compromise.

"Alright, I don't want it. I'll go wash my hands now."

"Good, go quickly."