She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 500: She Saw Gracie Ten Years Ago

Cheyenne’s bedroom was no different from an ordinary girl’s. It was decorated in pink and adorned with a pile of cute teddy bears.

Among the numerous teddy bears on the bed, one stood out, a brown bear with a pink bow on its head, wearing a lovely lace dress. Embroidered on the bear’s paw was the character “Cheyenne”. This doll seemed to be many years old, showing signs of aging with several areas patched. Its two eyes were missing, replaced by a black button that Cheyenne sewed on.

Upon seeing him silent for a while, Cheyenne curiously followed his gaze and caught sight of her favorite stuffed bear.

“Put me down,” she ordered.

Kelvin came back to his senses and gently sat her down on the chair next to the bed. His gaze once again fell on the teddy bear.

He had an identical one. But it was a male bear, a perfect match to the one in Cheyenne’s hand.

“How do you have this?” Kelvin inquired softly, reaching out to pick up the teddy bear, but Cheyenne stopped him before his hand could touch it.

“Don’t touch it!” She lunged forward, grabbing Kelvin’s arm before he could react.

Looking surprised, he met her eyes, his gaze questioning and puzzled, with deep and dark gleaming.

Cheyenne simply picked up the teddy bear, cradling it lovingly in her arms, and, to Kelvin’s astonishment, revealed a surprising past.

to me by Mrs. Foley,” she said. “Mrs. Foley” she referred to was Kelvin’s mother, Gracie,

world. Cheyenne was seven years younger than him, and that woman had become a vegetable before they got married.

could they possibly

ago. During that time, George was busy at the

to go to the studio for extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like a servant

a loss for ideas and, seeing herself about to be

name. Unsatisfied, she deliberately tinted the ink of the plum blossoms

it appeared ordinary, but from a different angle,

that day had a particular aversion to plum blossoms, which is why she did it. Never had she imagined that the substitute would be a

in a red long dress, her long chestnut hair falling elegantly, exuding grace and charm as if she was the

and enthusiasm when she saw her painting. She praised Cheyenne’s painting, making the principal and others smile broadly. Gracie was the first to question. She looked at Cheyenne and then

“This painting wasn’t done

focused on Cheyenne, especially Nora, who was

she had received such praise. If it was revealed publicly that her work

directly answer the question but faked dumb

corner Cheyenne in the studio

behind in the

was bitterly cold that day, and as evening approached, the sky was tinted orange by the city’s lights, yet it offered no

long she had spent in there until the sky outside turned pitch black, and the dim light from the

So cold.

head was dizzy, and she was