Chapter 501: Roses

It was the first doll in Cheyenne’s life, giving her great courage when she was deeply mired in trouble. From that day on, she developed a strong interest in oil painting because Gracie was the greatest female oil painter in the world.

Little did she know that her idol turned out to be Kelvin’s mother. She never expected Gracie, who was gentle and elegant in public, to reveal her obsessive side when it came to art.

“This teddy bear was secretly cut by Nora with scissors several times, but I couldn’t bear to throw it away. I’ve patched it up and kept it to this day.”

Despite being riddled with holes, it still showed a warm smile to her. Before her grandfather found her, the bear had been her companion through the toughest days.

Kelvin felt a complex emotion. He was glad that Cheyenne received appreciation and recognition from that woman, yet he also felt a strong sense of unfairness and jealousy.

Why could she be so gentle to strangers, but so cruel to her own son? The bear in his hand was thrown into the trash by his mother, and he picked it up.

When she found out, she slapped him, but Kelvin still didn’t return the bear to her and never took it out again. It remained untouched for many years. If Cheyenne’s bear wasn’t so familiar to him, seeing the bear on her bedside, perhaps he would never have recalled this incident.

and a hint of a smile appeared on his

twitched, and her eyelid twitched

you here?” Her tone was as chilly as ever, devoid of

been accustomed to this treatment. He rubbed his nose and

for you, Miss Lawrence, which brings me here,”

undoubtedly a disdainful look. “It seems like the Foley Group is on the verge of

for a moment, and a wry smile appeared on his

to revoke Mr. Foley’s previously confirmed projects. Caught in the middle, Chris had to find ways to maintain

still running around all day. For instance, last night, they had arranged a banquet. It was a great opportunity for Mr.

emergency, but instead, he saw Mr. Foley, dressed in an expensive suit, wading through the crowd to buy Miss Lawrence

Miss Lawrence, but his

wafted through the air. In the center of the red rose was a familiar teddy bear, dressed in a dark blue suit with a bow tie, smiling like a gentleman. She could tell at a glance that this bear and the one in her hand were a pair. It seemed that they had been connected in some

loss, her eyes becoming increasingly empty and her nose slightly sour. The meaning of the red rose was self-evident. She had never found red roses tacky; on the contrary, it was the romance she had always wanted

searched “Will a girl be happy if you give her flowers?” on Google. There were a bunch of replies, one of

a girl may make her feel embarrassed,

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