Chapter 173: Opening Of Art Competition

Chapter 173: Opening of Art Competition

Along the way, her phone kept buzzing non-stop with messages,

reaching over a hundred notifications per minute.

Nora casually clicked on the first two notifications. Turned out the first

like her post received was from her friend Danielle.

Her online name is "CuteDani". She commented under Nora's tweet:

“Nora, you are too kind. Cheyenne was so heartless to kick you out, yet

you still think about her.”

“There's no way around it, she's my sister after all. I didn't want to bet

against her originally, considering I've been studying art for fifteen

years since the age of five. But she had to be stubborn and pick a fight.

Why can't we all just get along as a family? @CuteDani"

"Get along as a family? Don't be foolish. She took away your marriage

back then and now she's forcing you to leave. Her heart is truly hard!"

The two of them only exchanged some words, but netizens got a lot of

information from their chat.

#Shocking! Cheyenne's happiness was all stolen!

#Behind the sky-high bride price, there is actually a hidden sisterly

conflict.

#Nora is in her prime

#Our Goddess Must Stay Strong @Honora

Negative reviews were flooding in like a tide, all of which were

malicious comments targeting Cheyenne. Every word was sharp and

every sentence was heartless!

"Disgusting! You little bitch. How come you are so vicious?

@BreezeForSleeping”

"Cheyenne, you ugly woman! Apologize to my goddess, you must

apologize."

“Last time when I saw her give a slap in the face of a C-list actress in

the hospital, I thought she was so cool. But I never expected that

beneath that attractive exterior, she's actually this shameless and

despicable!"

“Trash! Trash! My cousin used to go to the same school as her. She

was a troublemaker during high school. I heard she often hung out with

those delinquents and beat up other students.”

"Is it Akloit High School you're talking about? I've also heard of

Cheyenne, the school bully. She even forced a female classmate to

jump off a building, but because her family was wealthy, she got away

with it."

"Oh my god, I've heard about it, too. That girl seemed to come from a

poor family and was a kind-hearted person. But later on, she

disappeared and it was rumored that she went back to the countryside.

It turns out that she had committed suicide.”

"Cheyenne, this executioner, is truly terrifying. People like her deserve

to be in hell. Fortunately, Mr. Foley saw through her true nature a long

time ago. I'd like to crowdfund a million dollars to get her killed. Without

further ado, I'll make the first donation of one dollar."

Sitting in the luxury car, Nora looked contentedly at the wave of

negative comments. The thirty thousand dollars she spent on hiring

internet trolls had proven to be quite effective.

She was about to enter the venue, and she turned off her phone before

confidently making her way inside.

She could imagine how Cheyenne would not only lose but also be

completely crushed in this competition. This was the only way to

alleviate some of the resentment she felt after having her clothes

forcefully stripped off at the last banquet.

“Your phone, I'll hold onto it for now. Just play normally during this

competition,” said the young man who spoke. He appeared to be

around thirty years old with fair skin and a stylish head of hair tied back

with a black leather band.

His loose-fitting linen pants and long coat were both in a similar style,

exuding an artistic vibe. A hint of stubble on his chin added some

masculinity to his gentle and refined demeanor.

Nora nodded and handed him her phone.

Her delicate fingers accidentally brushed against his palm, making her

heart skip a beat. The man suddenly leaned over and quickly kissed

her neck.

A look of shock flashed across Nora's eyes!

She pinched her own thigh with one hand while giving him a

reproachful glance as if telling him not to do that here.

"Don't move; your earring is hanging from your hair," he said calmly.

There were other students on the bus who witnessed their intimate

behavior. Some had been suspicious at first but relaxed when they

heard what Xzavier had said about helping Nora fix her earring. He was

such a kind teacher who cared for his students!

Nora was one of his students whom he was proud of; it wasn't unusual

for him to help fix her earring — it was like brotherly love!

The girls sitting at the back of the bus were all excited while speaking in

cutesy voices.

"Oh my god, Mikaela! Look how gentle Mr. Rivera is! He just helped

Nora fix her earring himself - being his student is so lucky!"

Their exaggerated voices drew some disapproving looks from those

around them, but it wasn't anything out of ordinary for them either way.

Xzavier came from an intellectual family; he was young yet talented

with handsome features that exuded artistic vibes.

He studied throughout various European countries early on in life which

gave him broad knowledge and experience, making lectures he gave

lively and humorous. He was also very gentle.

Therefore, students held Xzavier in high regard. Every year when

outstanding teachers are evaluated by school officials, Xzavier always

comes first place without fail!

Xzavier, who was so outstanding, was still single at the age of 31.

Despite the fact that there were many female teachers in his

department who had good looks and family backgrounds having a

crush on him, no rumors about his affairs had ever spread.

Being celibate had become his another plus point.

The girl named Mikaela was slightly younger, wearing a JK school

uniform. She had long straight chestnut hair parted down the middle, an

oval face with delicate features and a cold temperament.

It was this sense of detachment that made many male classmates both

hate and love her.

There was no doubt that she was very beautiful; furthermore, because

she was aloof, she had become an unattainable goddess in the hearts

of countless male students who thought about her every day.

In high school, Mikaela was recognized as the campus belle by

everyone, but compared to Nora, she fell slightly short. Many of her

senior schoolmates went out of their way to catch a glimpse of her and

considered Mikaela to be the most likely candidate to compete with

Nora for the title of the campus belle whatsoever.

With only half a year left until graduation exams arrive when Nora

would go abroad for studies; it was only a matter of time before Mikaela

took over her position as campus belle.

She seemed not to be listening to what her companions were saying at

all but instead staring intently at comments online.

When she saw #Akloit High School Suicide Girl topic page pop up on

screen, she paused for quite some time before gently tapping on it with

slender fingers.

"Mikaela? Did you hear what I said? Mr. Rivera is really handsome! Oh

my god! Don't you think so too?"

"Uh-huh." The girl hummed softly in response without any further words

or expressions.

The bus continued to drive, and perhaps due to accidentally passing

over a speed bump, the young boy who had been dozing off, leaning

on her shoulder, finally woke up.

With dark circles under his eyes and a drowsy look, he gazed at his

girlfriend.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth.