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.

said. “Mrs. Foley” she referred to was

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

they possibly know

a winter ten years ago. During that time, George was busy at the company

like a servant girl, carried her painting materials and sketchbooks. The north wind howled, cutting into her face

for ideas and,

titled “Plum Blossoms in Late Snow” in Nora’s name. Unsatisfied, she deliberately tinted the ink of the plum

from a different angle, each plum blossom seemed lifeless, as if

knew that the substitute teacher 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 young, extraordinarily beautiful female teacher, the

falling elegantly, exuding grace and

painting. She praised Cheyenne’s painting, making the principal and others smile broadly.

“This painting wasn’t done by this little girl,

eyes focused on Cheyenne, especially Nora,

first time she had received such praise. If it was revealed

time, Cheyenne did not directly answer the question but faked dumb to prevent

repaid her kindness with enmity. She joined a group to corner Cheyenne

in the warehouse and went home

yet it offered no warmth. The cold wind outside continuously blew on

outside turned pitch black,

So cold.

head was dizzy, and she was completely