It had been over a year since Cheyenne had come back home. As she stood at the door, she felt a pang of nostalgia.

“Click.”

She turned the doorknob but couldn’t step inside. Her bright face was now filled with shock as she saw her room being used as a storage space for Nora’s belongings.

When did the Lawrence family become so poor that they needed to use her bedroom as a storage room? And why did it have to be Nora’s storage room?

Except for the bed, which still looked like hers, everything else had changed. Her favorite rosewood bookshelf was gone and replaced with rows of picture frames and easels. The floor and windowsill were covered in watercolor paint splatters, making it look messy and chaotic.

“Great! Just great!” Cheyenne’s bright almond eyes sparkled as she rolled up her sleeves without hesitation and threw all of Nora’s paintings onto the hallway outside.

“Bang!” The loud noise echoed throughout the building, startling the three people downstairs who all looked up at once.

“Oh my god! My paintings! Cheyenne, you’re done for! Don’t touch my stuff!” Nora’s high-pitched scream echoed through the hall

“Your stuff?” Cheyenne sneered as she stepped on one of Nora’s paintings with her high heels. Suddenly there was a small footprint on Nora’s painting of sunflowers that took her three nights to finish. It had a bit of Van Gogh style to it.

The best painting she’d ever done, which she wanted to use for a competition, was destroyed by Cheyenne. She was so angry that her face turned red and she reached out to hit Cheyenne. “You shouldn’t have come back, you troublemaker. You always cause problems.”

“This room is mine. Who gave you the right to make changes without my permission?”

The couple who followed Nora upstairs also heard this.

a hint of displeasure. “It’s just a room. Did you have to

in the house, why did you choose my bedroom as her studio? You never even

over with a smile. “Cheyenne, I just thought that your room is more spacious and bright and would be suitable for a studio. But I’ve already arranged another room for

one back exactly as it was before

she added,

when they were prominent local merchants with

of his daughter’s wedding gifts which had remained in Cheyenne’s

be sold for

moved by Malaya into her own

items every once in a while. Now,

asked for them, she couldn’t take them out and looked to her husband for

thrown by one of our servants? Cheyenne, stop being unreasonable. Malaya has prepared

sarcastically replied, “If they were lost because of servants, then investigate! Whether it’s irresponsibility or theft within the

at her statement. “Nonsense! The Lawrence family is an influential family. We can’t let the police come

left for my mother and then passed down to me. If you’re afraid

take your things,”

her cold gaze towards Nora and noticed the jade bracelet,

flaws –

safe box but

hide

high heels and grabbed her wrist firmly. “This jade bracelet is also

then remembered – yes, this

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