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.

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

that amazed the world. Cheyenne was seven years younger than him, and that woman had become a vegetable before they got married. He had never taken her to meet

they possibly

ago. During that time, George was busy at the company

for extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like a servant girl, carried her painting materials and sketchbooks. The north wind howled, cutting into

assigned a task that day: to paint a picture with “snow” as the theme. Nora was at a loss for ideas and, seeing herself about to

Blossoms in Late Snow” in Nora’s name. Unsatisfied, she deliberately tinted

it appeared ordinary, but from a different angle, each plum blossom seemed lifeless,

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

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

Cheyenne’s painting, making the principal and others smile broadly. Gracie was the first to question. She looked at Cheyenne and then at

wasn’t done by this

on Cheyenne, especially Nora, who

time she had received such praise. If it was revealed publicly that her work was finished by someone else, she

the question but

with enmity. She joined a group to corner Cheyenne in the studio

her behind in the warehouse

that day, and as evening approached, the sky was tinted orange by the city’s lights, yet it offered no warmth. The cold wind outside continuously blew on

there until the sky outside turned pitch black, and the dim

So cold.

and she

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