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 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 woman had become a vegetable before

possibly know

During that time, George was busy at the company and didn’t come home, so Malaya began tormenting her

extra lessons, and Cheyenne, like a servant girl, carried her

and, seeing herself about to be surpassed by

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

angle, each plum

the studio with Nora and listening in on painting 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 the substitute would be

chestnut hair falling elegantly, exuding grace and charm as

her painting. She praised Cheyenne’s painting, making the principal and

“This painting wasn’t

especially Nora,

begged Cheyenne not to confess, as it was the first time she had received such praise. If it was revealed publicly that

the question but faked dumb to prevent Nora

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

Nora left her behind in the

by the city’s lights, yet it offered no warmth. The cold wind outside continuously blew on her, leaving her drenched and chilled to the

long she had spent in there until the sky outside turned pitch

So cold.

was dizzy, and she was completely

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