Chapter 309: The Deadly Triangle


    Chapter 309: The Deadly Triangle


    Omari was the first to speak, and he hit hard with a criticalment. "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 justzy. 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 herplete disdain for such a small amount of


    money.


    The woman stood there casually andzily, leaning against a pir. Her bright smile was cold and


    piercing.


    In her, one could find traces ofziness, charm, coldness, handsomeness, and sensuality. It


    seemed she epassed various facets.


    This was a woman with many faces. Her beauty, her asional 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 unting 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 shy clothing, was one of Che''s top male stars.


    Media reports estimated his annual ie at over a billion dors.


    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 "sessors." Her


    future seemed limitless.


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    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 sses would plummet.


    But besides his status as a top student, all Graeme had left was the somewhat derogatorybel of


    "rich second-generation." What Graeme had forgotten was that in thepany of these low-key


    hidden aristocratic families, his "rich second-generation" title appeared quite petty. Even if he


    unted it, it could onlypare 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.


    Thump.


    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 pnded 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 p is because I can''t stand to see you bullying someone I care about!"


    "You think that a kick and a p 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, ck clouds overhead.


    He moved in front of Graeme, grabbed his cor, and whispered in thetter''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 epting 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 gettingte. 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 azy person, choosing to


    use her fists to solve problems instead of thinking things through.


    For this reason, Omari had to studyw even more thoroughly and at an advanced level, just in


    case Cheyenne identally beat up a high-profile figure. He would be able to protect her with the


    weapon of thew 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?


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