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.

by Mrs. Foley,” she said. “Mrs. Foley” she referred to was Kelvin’s mother, Gracie, also known as the world-renowned female oil painting

mind was filled with the stunning image 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

could they possibly know each

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

studio for extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like

as the theme. Nora was at a loss for ideas and, seeing herself about to be surpassed by others,

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

angle, each plum blossom seemed

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

exuding grace and charm

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

her finger, she declared, “This painting wasn’t done by this little

eyes focused on Cheyenne, especially Nora, who was

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

time, Cheyenne did not directly answer the question

She joined a group to corner Cheyenne in the studio warehouse and splattering paint on her, mocking her as a

behind in the warehouse and went

bitterly cold 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

the sky outside turned pitch black, and the dim light from the street lamps

So cold.

head was dizzy, and she was completely

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