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.

showed a hint of displeasure. “It’s just a room. Did you have to destroy Nora’s painting? We have

did you choose my bedroom as her studio? You never even thought about leaving

your room is more spacious and bright and would be suitable for a studio. But I’ve already arranged another room for you. How

I want this one back exactly

own room, she added, “And where are my little

things had been passed down through generations of the Edwards family since centuries ago when they were prominent local merchants with abundant wealth who accumulated many precious

of them as part of his daughter’s wedding gifts which

be sold for an

by Malaya

her those items every once in a while. Now, her purse was

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

servants? Cheyenne, stop being unreasonable. Malaya has prepared a room for you to stay in,”

“If they were lost because of servants, then investigate! Whether it’s irresponsibility or theft within the household, the police will surely recover some of

“Nonsense! The Lawrence family is an influential family.

and then passed down to me. If you’re afraid of disgracing our family, I’ll report it

report this because we didn’t take your things,”

the jade bracelet, which was Selah’s belonging,

with no flaws – but only one remained after

it locked away in a safe box but somehow Nora managed to get hold of

stared at Nora’s hand fixatedly, Nora attempted to hide the

grabbed her wrist

glanced at it and then remembered – yes, this

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