She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 309: The Deadly Triangle

Chapter 309: The Deadly Triangle

Omari was the first to speak, and he hit hard with a critical comment. "I thought your family was so tough. It turns out an Akloit College is all it takes."

Reece rolled his eyes, "I make three hundred million from a single concert, I'm just lazy. Kate, why don't you marry me?"

Cheyenne had the final word, "Just an Akloit College? I'm not even interested in that pocket change. Are you seriously showing off?"

While speaking, she waved her hand to show her complete disdain for such a small amount of money.

The woman stood there casually and lazily, leaning against a pillar. Her bright smile was cold and piercing.

In her, one could find traces of laziness, charm, coldness, handsomeness, and sensuality. It seemed she encompassed various facets.

This was a woman with many faces. Her beauty, her occasional drowsiness, and her astonishingly domineering attitude could all captivate people in an instant.

Under the lenses of the media reporters, each photo of Cheyenne could be used as a wallpaper by itself.

Graeme's fair face turned crimson. He had always disliked flaunting his wealthy second-generation status because he had a strong sense of self-worth and believed that he outperformed others based on his abilities. He didn't want people to reduce his achievements to a simple and vulgar summary like "he's from a wealthy family."

Just now was the first time he had used his family's influence to "tempt" Kate, but it was more like he was dealing with his own insecurities.

Yes, it was indeed insecurity.

Because the people standing before him were all influential figures in various fields.

Reece, seemingly the most unreliable one with flashy clothing, was one of Chulae's top male stars. Media reports estimated his annual income at over a billion dollars.

Cheyenne, who had recently gained more prominence, excelled in calligraphy, oil painting, traditional painting, and even Mr. Owen personally recognized her as one of the "successors." Her future seemed limitless.

Eddie, an outstanding Akloit College graduate, was a rising star in the medical field with countless research achievements.

As for Omari, only his identity as the master of the Lara family could eclipse Graeme. He was also remarkably talented, and he was considered a rising figure in politics. It was rumored that even the current president had a high opinion of Omari.

In front of these individuals, boasting about academic achievements seemed quite childish to Graeme.

Even though, in his impression, Kate, Cheyenne, and Reece, led by Cheyenne, had been referred to by their teachers as the "Deadly Triangle."

Wherever they went, the passing rate in their classes would plummet.

But besides his status as a top student, all Graeme had left was the somewhat derogatory label of "rich second-generation." What Graeme had forgotten was that in the company of these low-key hidden aristocratic families, his "rich second-generation" title appeared quite petty. Even if he flaunted it, it could only compare to the Zamora family.

Cheyenne was famously protective of Kate.

"Alright, Cheyenne, there's nothing between him and me in the past, and there won't be anything in the future. Let's go," Kate said, wanting to stop wasting time with this kind of person. She grabbed Cheyenne's sleeve and tried to persuade her.

However, no one expected Cheyenne to walk elegantly over, raise her foot, and suddenly kick Graeme's shin with her pointed high-heeled shoe.

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Graeme was caught off guard by this kick, and his knees buckled, "thumping" to the ground.

"This kick is for your stupidity!"

"You!"

"Smack."

Another slap landed on Graeme's face, and as they watched his handsome face swell, the perpetrator, Cheyenne, gently touched his face and spoke in a cold, piercing voice. "This slap is because I can't stand to see you bullying someone I care about!"

"You think that a kick and a slap make you feel humiliated, right? Do you want to kill me? But have you ever thought that if Timothy hadn't left that night because he was scared, Kate's life would be far more than 'painful'! It would be an endless abyss of darkness. What on earth makes you plead for your cousin?"

Graeme had initially intended to retaliate, but these words seemed to be seared into his mind like a brand, causing him to suddenly release all his strength. He dared not look at the Zamora family siblings. If Timothy hadn't left that night...

Just thinking about this possibility, Reece's face turned dark, like the weather before a summer storm was about to hit, with dense, black clouds overhead.

He moved in front of Graeme, grabbed his collar, and whispered in the latter's ear, a sound only the two of them could hear, tinged with profound regret.

"Do you know the one thing I've regretted the most in these years? It was accepting the pursuit of a girl out of vanity in my freshman year, and Kate chose to join the club with you because of me." "Graeme, I watched her follow you for three years, and I regretted it for three years. If I had known you were this scumbag, no matter what, I would've woken up that silly girl."

Graeme's ears were ringing, it was too noisy, and he didn't pay attention to what Reece had said.

However, the statement, "Kate chose to join the club with you because of me," sent a sudden pang to Graeme's heart. He had always believed that Kate had fallen for him at first sight, and she must be a vulgar woman to go to such lengths to join the same club as him, trying to get close to him. It turned out he had been overthinking things.

"Alright, it's getting late. Let's go," Omari took a step forward and took Cheyenne's hand, leaving the courtroom together.

He was worried that Cheyenne would go overboard and hurt someone, tiring herself out. Seeing Graeme's lifeless expression, he was sure that this guy had no great future ahead.

The highest level of revenge is a psychological attack.

He had taught this to Cheyenne, but unfortunately, she had always been a lazy person, choosing to use her fists to solve problems instead of thinking things through.

For this reason, Omari had to study law even more thoroughly and at an advanced level, just in case Cheyenne accidentally beat up a high-profile figure. He would be able to protect her with the weapon of the law and explore the boundaries within the legal system to minimize the damage.

In any case, Cheyenne was the rule of his life!

Cheyenne thought about Master Iker back at home, and her face softened a bit. She nodded her head and resumed her quiet, harmless appearance.

Once most of the people had left, only Graeme remained kneeling on the spot. The pitiful scene made many reporters reluctant to take photos.

Someone kindly took a step forward to help him up, but Graeme's gaze frightened her away. "Get lost, I don't need anyone's pity."

He was Akloit College's top student, the campus heartthrob envied by everyone.

Why? Why did he work so hard and still couldn't measure up to those excellent people?

The last thing Reece said in his ear just now was, "How your cousin treats Kate, I will repay in full!"

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