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, also known as the world-renowned female oil painting

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

could they possibly know

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

there was a heavy snowstorm. Nora had to go to the studio for extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like a servant girl, carried her painting materials and sketchbooks. The north wind howled, cutting into her face like

the theme. Nora was at a loss for ideas and, seeing herself

Blossoms in Late Snow” in Nora’s name.

glance, it appeared ordinary, but from a different angle, each plum blossom seemed lifeless, as if they had

aversion to plum blossoms, which is why she did it. Never had she

chestnut hair falling elegantly, exuding grace and charm as if

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 at Nora, shaking her head with

painting wasn’t

eyes focused on Cheyenne, especially Nora, who was close

received such praise. If it was revealed publicly that

directly answer the question but faked dumb to

a group to corner Cheyenne

school, Nora left her behind in the warehouse and went

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 her, leaving her

sky outside turned pitch black, and the

So cold.

head was dizzy, and she was