She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 280: Future Candidate for the Director

A faint metallic clang echoed in the room as silver handcuffs were placed around Peyton’s delicate wrists, making her appear even more fragile.

Peyton was genuinely frightened this time, her voice trembling as she called out Graeme’s name, “Cousin, please save me! I don’t want to go to jail, please!”

She was only twenty-one years old, at the prime of her youth. She couldn’t bear the thought of spending it behind bars, sobbing her heart out.

This pitiful cry resonated outside the room, and though others might have felt sympathy, Cheyenne was unsympathetic. She approached the young woman with an alluring, confident stride.

She gently tapped Peyton’s shoulder with her cool hand. Her thick, long eyelashes fluttered like butterflies taking flight in the early morning, captivating anyone who gazed upon her.

“From the moment you decided to harm Kate, you should have thought about your outcome, shouldn’t you? Why cry now? The victim is still standing here. What are you?” Cheyenne’s tone and smile gave Peyton a chilling sense of impending doom.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Kate. I know I was wrong. I’m begging you, I won’t go to jail, please let me go,” Peyton said, dropping to her knees in front of Kate, her eyes gushing tears uncontrollably. Graeme couldn’ help but feel uneasy at her extreme display.

Peyton’s actions were excessive, but Kate had suffered nothing.

Getting expelled from the school was already a significant punishment. Why go further by involving the police?

Graeme, with a cold, reproachful look, spoke as if commanding Kate, “Enough, Kate. Show some mercy. She’s been expelled from the school already. Why are you going to the police? This is too much!” Ignoring his reprimand, Kate gave him a mocking smile. “Graeme, Graeme, I must have been blind to fall for a pseudo-gentleman like you with such distorted values. It seems you value your cousin’s worth more than mine. Am I just a weed in your eyes?”

her words, Eddie approached, his strides confident.

“Who said my sister is a weed? Someone who grows in the crevices and tries to fit into a

I ensured you never went hungry or cold. You

but when he mentioned “growing in the crevices,”

fit into the garden referred to Peyton’s ambition of climbing the social

against someone for the first time, and

has to be in real trouble before you admit that your cousin did

been admonished by a woman. He cast an icy glare at Cheyenne, saying,

he could continue, Mr. Owen’s cold and authoritative voice suddenly cut through the air, shocking everyone, including Graeme, who turned

soon be a surgeon at Hopedale Hospital and a candidate for the

revelation was astonishing. A young woman who looked younger than him had just become a

was the only one guaranteed to have the highest

due to his excellence and his genius title, but what about this young lady? She seemed a world

she could be a doctor,

that of Graeme. After hesitating for a moment,

consider

branch, hoping to convince

chuckle and raised a faint, confident smile. “No,

invitation, showing no