She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 187

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 name - Alec.

"I'm not interested in entering the entertainment industry for the time being, 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 home and 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 drama."

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 name mentioned, 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 game against her!"

'Can she even play chess?' Rex was shocked because there weren't many young people who could play chess nowadays.