She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 266

Chapter 266: Return the Oil Painting

That scene became a vivid memory that Kelvin would never forget for the rest of his life, forever etched in his mind.

Since then, no matter how much his mom hit or scolded him, he refused to create oil painting again.

Many years passed. When Cheyenne used her birthday as an excuse to ask him to paint her a picture, he reluctantly painted her portrait despite feeling uncomfortable about it.

After finishing the painting, Kelvin immediately regretted it. Why did he compromise just because it was her birthday? He was never one to be soft-hearted.

As memories faded away, four years later, the painting appeared before him once again but this time as a gift from another man presented like treasure in front of Cheyenne.

Upon learning that Kelvin was the artist behind this painting, Omari's expression turned cloudy.

He had struggled to come up with a brilliant idea to delight Cheyenne, but in the end, he inadvertently assisted his romantic rival instead...

Would Cheyenne soften just because Kelvin painted this picture?

Thinking about this made Omari turn around immediately and cast a cautious look towards Cheyenne with hopeful eyes.

"Cheyenne... I didn't know Mr. Foley painted this picture. Let me return it back to him and I'll get you another one next time."

Omari's voice trailed off as he handed over the oil painting with gritted teeth towards Kelvin while flashing an especially bright smile on his handsome face.

"Mr. Foley! What a coincidence! I didn't know you were the artist behind this piece! Here you go... now everything is settled."

Omari had planned on doubling up on what he paid for. But since he let slip how much money he spent earlier in front of Cheyenne, he would let Kelvin pay the original price.

"Hmm," replied Kelvins nonchalantly as he took the oil painting from Omari's hands and placed it aside on the sofa without any further comment.

Omari was rendered speechless. 'That's all?' He supressed his anger in Cheyenne's presence.

He wondered if cursing out loud was appropriate right now?

"Alright, it's almost dawn. I don't have time to listen to you guys discussing irrelevant things here. Mr. Foley, what brings you here so late at night? Just say it."

Iker's coldness was no less than Kelvin's, but Iker had a hint of killing intent in his indifference. After all, he had experienced the battlefield and every move he made was resolute.

As the topic was changed, Cheyenne's gaze left the painting and fixed on Kelvin.

Her eyes misted over with tears as she curled her lips, snorted and sat defensively beside Omari.

Her movement caused her dress hem to rise slightly, revealing round and fair knee skin that glistened like snow. Her slender calves below were even more enticing.

His gaze dimmed as his handsome face drooped slightly while his fine hair covered up any emotions in his eyes that went unnoticed by anyone else.

"My grandfather's condition has worsened again," he said as he sat down opposite Cheyenne on the sofa without hesitation.

At these words, Omari and Iker quickly glanced at each other; the latter didn't say anything but looked disdainful with an upturned lip corner.

Omari spoke out directly, "I sympathize greatly too; old Mr. Foley is someone whom I admire."

"But Mr. Foley," continued Kelvin coolly, "you have no reason to look for Cheyenne anymore since she has nothing to do with you now. How about this? I know quite a few medical experts in my circle; shall I introduce two of them for you?"