Chapter 305: Being Sarcastic

As Reece stood up for Kate and taunted Graeme, her silent heartstrings seemed to be plucked by an unseen hand, and the echoes continued to resonate in her mind.

She turned to look at Reece, surprised by his sharp wit not just directed at her, but also at outsiders.

She suddenly felt that his biting remarks were not all that bad. After all, it was satisfying to see him being sarcastic with the wrongdoers.

Reece proudly lifted his perfectly sculpted chin and gave a haughty hum.

“What are you looking at? I’m much more handsome than that trash of a man. It’s a fact that you have bad taste,” Reece remarked.

“Yes, yes, Reece is quite dashing today!”

He was exceptionally dashing. No, wait, when wasn’t he dashing?

Peyton covertly swallowed and thought, ‘Reece truly deserves the title of one of most beautiful faces in the world. There’s no room for criticism when it comes to Reece’s looks.’

Why had a superstar, a being meant to exist under dazzling lights, suddenly descended to the mortal realm? And how had he become so intimate with Kate?

Furthermore, all the people surrounding Kate were either handsome men or beautiful women and a bunch of wealthy men. In contrast, she was surrounded by endless poverty and the little ruffians from the neighboring neighborhood.

of inferiority, morphing it

and insecurity had finally evolved into a strong desire to make Kate taste

to begin. Reporters had gathered outside the courthouse, holding cameras and taking pictures of

that Reece?

Miss Cheyenne and the plaintiff!”

but today is the right time to go out! Ahh…

didn’t look as good in real life as he did in pictures, he surpassed

figure, causing even other women to feel envious. This didn’t look like they were heading to court; it was more like they were walking down a runway. The cameras were all focused on

he were at a circus

you here for a court hearing or to flaunt your social circle?” he

the others were dressed flamboyantly with heavy

the case

“Of course, we’re here for the court

you can win? It’s a pipe dream!” Peyton walked forward and stared at Cheyenne, whose eyes were filled with warmth but her gaze was icy beneath the surface. Women like Cheyenne were

Kate retorted to Peyton’s taunting words, rolling her eyes dramatically and pointing to Omari.

politely extended his

sized up the young man

pompadour hairstyle in a white suit with a subtle scent of cologne. He exuded sophistication and seemed more like an affluent man. There was no trace of a

A person like this must have used some

a black briefcase in one hand, and he appeared rather dismissive

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