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.

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

was filled with the stunning image of a woman clad in red that amazed the world. Cheyenne was seven years younger than him,

could they possibly

to a winter ten years ago. During that time, George was

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

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

Late Snow” in Nora’s name. Unsatisfied, she deliberately tinted the ink of the plum blossoms into a

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

to plum blossoms, which is why she did it. Never had she imagined that the substitute would be a young, extraordinarily beautiful

long chestnut hair falling elegantly, exuding grace and charm as if she was the delicate plum

later, Cheyenne still vividly remembered the teacher’s surprise and enthusiasm when she saw her painting. She praised Cheyenne’s painting, making the principal and others smile broadly. Gracie was the first to

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

on Cheyenne, especially

first time she had received such praise. If it

that time, Cheyenne did not directly answer the question but faked dumb to

Cheyenne in the

her behind in the warehouse and went home

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,

outside turned pitch black, and the dim light

So cold.

and she was