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.

she referred to was Kelvin’s mother, Gracie, also known as the world-renowned female

this, Kelvin’s mind was filled with the stunning image of a woman clad in red that amazed the world. Cheyenne was seven

could they possibly

George was busy at the company and

go to the studio for extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like a servant girl, carried her painting materials and sketchbooks. The north wind

at a loss for ideas and, seeing herself about to be surpassed by others, asked Cheyenne to help her cheat, threatening to tell

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

but from a different angle, each plum blossom seemed lifeless, as if they had withered

that day had a particular aversion to plum blossoms,

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

the principal and others smile broadly. Gracie was the

“This painting wasn’t done by this

on Cheyenne, especially Nora,

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

Cheyenne did not directly answer the question but faked

with enmity. She joined a group to corner Cheyenne in the studio warehouse and splattering paint on

left her behind in the

was tinted orange by the city’s lights, yet it offered no warmth. The cold wind outside continuously blew on her,

sky outside turned pitch

So cold.

head was dizzy, and she

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