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.

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

hearing this, Kelvin’s 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

possibly

was busy at the company

Nora had to go to the studio for extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like a servant girl, carried her painting materials

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

in Nora’s name. Unsatisfied, she deliberately tinted the ink of the plum blossoms into a blood-like

appeared ordinary, but from a different angle, each plum blossom

techniques, Cheyenne 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

long dress, her long chestnut hair falling elegantly, exuding grace and charm as if she was

painting, making the principal and others smile broadly. Gracie was the first

finger, she declared, “This painting wasn’t done

especially Nora, who

received such praise. If it was revealed publicly that her

answer the question but faked dumb to prevent

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

Nora left her behind in the

the city’s lights, yet it

the sky outside turned pitch black, and the dim

So cold.

was dizzy, and