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.

Did you have to destroy Nora’s painting?

bedroom as her studio? You never even thought about leaving me any space,” Cheyenne said sharply, making all three

smooth things 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 you.

I want this one back exactly as it was before today!” Cheyenne rejected

in her own room, she added, “And where are my

had been passed down through generations of the Edwards family since centuries ago when they were prominent local merchants

married, her great-grandfather gave half of them as part of his daughter’s wedding gifts

be sold for an

by Malaya

would auction off one of her those items every once in a while. Now, her purse was stuffed to the brim with money from

them, she couldn’t take them

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

of servants, then investigate!

quickly retorted back at her statement. “Nonsense! The Lawrence family is an influential family. We can’t

are antiques that my great-grandfather left for my mother and then passed down to

can’t report this because we didn’t take your things,” Nora exclaimed nervously, but

shifted her cold gaze towards Nora and noticed the jade bracelet, which was Selah’s

rare jade with no flaws – but only one remained after Cheyenne accidentally

a safe box but somehow Nora managed to

Nora attempted to hide the bracelet under her sleeve but

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

it and then remembered

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