She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 157: But I'm Too Lazy The spacious and bright office was decorated in simple black and white tones, much like its owner.

Behind the desk sat a man dressed in an Armani suit, with the top button of his shirt fastened all the way up to give him a chaste appearance.

In front of him lay a stack of files and contracts. When his secretary cin to retrieve sdocuments, she couldn't help but steal a few more glances at her handsboss who looked like he belonged on Mount Olympus.

"Have you seen enough?” Without lifting his head, the man said with an icy voice made her jump with fright. Her face turned red as she stammered out an excuse, "Mr. Foley, I'm here to pick up yesterday's contract." "My company doesn't need any airheads. Go get your salary from accounting later." The beautiful secretary was left stunned, feeling deeply aggrieved and wanting to explain herself, but she dared not provoke him further. She could only hold back her tears and exit the office.

Unaware of her surroundings as she walked out of the office door, she bumped into someone walking by.

She instinctively looked up and met a man's gentle and refined face. The man was dressed in a deep emerald green suit, a color both profound and noble. It complemented his fair complexion, and his smile exuded warmth. His features bore a faint resemblance to Mr. Foley. "I'm sorry," she apologized reflexively.

"It's okay," Vincent replied before gracefully entering Kelvin's office... Meanwhile at the hospital, Cheyenne had been gaining weight during her week-long stay — all thanks to Benson who rented a temporary apartment nearby so he could bring soup over twice daily without fail! Thankfully, Kate and Reece helped eat stoo, or else Cheyenne would have gained even more weight! Benson shrugged off Cheyenne's concern about weight gain. His clear voice rang in her ears, "Cheyenne, you're too thin. It would be much better if you gained a little weight. When I hold your hand, it feels like holding a cat's paw, and it breaks my heart." "That's called being slim. By the way, Benson, you're here at the hospital taking care ofevery day. What about your Verklee College admissions test?" Verklee College, located in Mupreyca, is internationally renowned as a top-tier music school. It has produced numerous world-famous musicians, such as the father of symphony, Hoare, the eccentric composer Vera, and the pioneers of modern pop music, the Guild of Rhythm, which has already etched its ninto the history books all of them alumni of this university.

Every year they only accept five students from Chulae due to their strict examination process...

This year, for sreason, the number of spots has dropped to four, meaning that the competition is even more intense.

The rumors said that the reduction in spots seems related to Miss Weaver of the Weaver family.

She too majors in music and plays the piano exceptionally well. At just eight years old, she won numerous awards and her frivals that of Benson's.

But three years ago, during an important test, Benson had an unexpected eye injury and withdrew from competition. The champion becMiss Weaver instead.

She was taken on as a disciple by Professor Fiona at Verklee College. Fiona herself was the lead singer of Guild of Rhythm and when she was young, she used to be a musician employed by Mupreyca Royal Family. Her songs were played at the Queen's birthday parties and parliamentary openings.

She adapted classical symphony "Moonlight Sonata" with modern electronic music, making it more catchy than ever before, becoming one of pioneers in modern music history.

Miss Weaver becher student which gave her an advantage over other competitors right from the start. Compared with Miss Weaver's smooth sailing journey, Benson's path in music had been extremely difficult. Cheyenne remembered sneaking into the Gibbs Residence as a child just so she could watch him practice playing the piano. Mrs. Gibbs sold off an ancestral gold bracelet just so she could buy him his piano which made it all the more precious to both mother and son.

Children are naturally playful and also prone to making mistakes. Cheyenne saw Benson make one mistake because he got distracted while practicing once. It was such a small thing but Mrs. Gibbs slapped him across his face out of anger, then forbade him from eating dinner until he practiced for five hours straight without rest or break afterwards.

Benson owes much gratitude towards Mrs. Gibbs' strictness because it helped shape who he is today; however, due to this sstrictness towards him, it caused Benson not to value familial love as much as others do. And entering Verklee College and studying there had always been his greatest wish, but he was blind.

Not wanting Cheyenne to worry about him, Benson answered nonchalantly, "Don't you believe in my abilities? Please don't worry about me! Even if I only practice two hours per day, I'm confident enough that I'll get accepted." Cheyenne couldn't help feeling anxious inside, knowing full well how difficult it was to get admitted.

The exams were in October, and there were still three months left. She had to cure Benson's eyes within these three months.

"Well, I trust you," she said.

Although Benson couldn't see her face, just listening to her sweet and clear voice painted a beautiful image of a girl in his mind.

It had been three years since he last O saw her. The first impression was starting to beclurry in his mind. Before going to sleep every night, Benson would think about her so as not to forget her. "Well then, let's pack up and leave the hospital," Cheyenne said. Tanner was the happiest person about it while Jonathan was the saddest.

He finally had a chance to see his junior every day. Before he could make her work at his hospital, she was leaving!

Outside the hospital entrance, Jonathan watched the young woman in front of him sadly. "My dear junior, Junior, are you really not considering joining us? I can give you a nominal position. Please don't be so heartless." "Nope." Cheyenne refused him without hesitation while Jonathan wiped away tears from his eyes, asking, "Why?" "I'm lazy." "I'll do all the work for you; all you have to do is nod your head." "But I'm too lazy even for that," replied Cheyenne nonchalantly. Jonathan: “..." "Alright, do what you got to do. I'm going over to Todd mansion now." Her grandpa helped her treat Iker this whole week, so she didn't know how Iker's legs were doing now.

Without any hesitation, she turned around and walked away, Jonathan chased after her and called out loudly, "Cheyenne, if you change your mind later on, you can join us anytime." Just as he finished speaking, an empty mineral water bottle flew towards him, landing near his feet and causing him to immediately shut up.