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, Gracie, also known as the world-renowned female

seven years younger than him, and that

they possibly

ago. During that time, George was busy at the

day, 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

day: to paint a picture with “snow” as the theme. Nora was at a loss for ideas and, seeing herself about to be surpassed by others, asked Cheyenne to help

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

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

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

falling elegantly, exuding grace and charm as if she was the delicate plum blossoms under the

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

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

on Cheyenne, especially

it was the first time she had received such praise. If it was revealed publicly that her work was finished by

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

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

left her behind in the warehouse and

day, and as evening approached, the sky was tinted orange by the city’s lights, yet it offered no warmth. The cold

didn’t know how long she had spent in there until the sky outside turned pitch black, and the dim light from the street lamps

So cold.

was dizzy, and she was completely

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