She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

was one of Chulae’s top male stars. Media reports estimated his annual income at over a billion

gained more prominence, excelled in calligraphy, oil painting, traditional painting, and even Mr. Owen

a rising star

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.

these individuals, boasting about

Cheyenne, had been referred to by

rate in their classes

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

was famously

Let’s go,” Kate said, wanting to stop wasting time with this kind of person. She grabbed Cheyenne’s sleeve and tried to persuade

elegantly over, raise her foot, and suddenly kick Graeme’s shin with her pointed high-heeled

Thump.

caught off guard by this kick,

kick is

“You!”

“Smack.”

touched his face and spoke in a cold, piercing

kill me? But have you ever thought that if Timothy hadn’t left that night because he was

like a brand, causing him to suddenly release

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

front of Graeme, grabbed his collar, and whispered in the latter’s

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

it was too noisy, and he didn’t pay attention to what Reece had