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?”

she finished her words, Eddie approached, his strides confident. His deep,

and compelling as he retorted, “Who said my sister is a weed? Someone who grows in

and despite how hard I worked, I ensured you never went hungry or cold. You are the little princess of the

when he mentioned “growing in the crevices,” the sarcasm was evident. The barren rock

referred to

first time, and she noticed that Graeme’s fair

before you admit that your cousin did something

rarely been admonished by a woman. He cast an icy glare

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

Hopedale Hospital and a candidate for the future director. Who

looked younger than him had just become a surgeon, and she was

Hospital was affiliated with the Capital Hospital and was the only one guaranteed to have the highest standards, thanks

genius title, but what about

found it hard to believe that she could be a doctor, let alone the

Graeme. After hesitating for a moment, he mustered the courage to make

you consider coming to Akloit College? After all, your friend Miss

offered her an olive branch, hoping

let out a muffled chuckle and raised a

declined the principal’s invitation,