Chapter 77 Provocation
Lucy was peeved. “Cressa Lyes, I’m the one who knocked into you. Why are you targeting Cherise?”
Cressa laughed coolly. “I’ll target whoever I want to. Do I need a reason for it?”
A cold glint gleamed in her eyes. “Besides, I haven’t settled that last incident with you yet, Cherise!”
Cherise pressed her lips together. She was the victim in that incident. Cressa was the one who plastered her name all over the campus confession page, then came to her and caused trouble.
Now, she wanted to settle a debt?
She pursed her lips. “Ms. Lyes, I don’t want to argue with you. How do you want us to make this up to you?”
Lucy pulled Cherise, thinking of leaving.
“She already slapped me. What else should we do? We’re even now! You’re the only one who wants to pay for her dress. She’s definitely going to make some ridiculous demand…
“You’re leaving just like that?”
Cressa and her friends blocked their path.
“Cherise, aren’t you going to pay for my dress? Let me tell you, this is an internationally famous brand. It costs fifty-eight thousand.”
She laughed, looking at Cherise with eyes full of mockery.
“Can you pay fifty-eight thousand? Tell me, how many times do you have to sleep with that blindy to get fifty-eight thousand?”
Cherise furrowed her eyebrows.
She stood in her spot, glaring at Cressa.
Knowing that she provoked Cherise, Cressa was getting full of herself. Her arrogance resembled a peacock showing off his feathers as she paced before Cherise.
“Don’t think I’ll be afraid of you just because you glared at me. My father may be overly cautious that he doesn’t dare to offend a blind man. I’m not like him.”
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While laughing, she stood before Cherise and pulled her chin.
“Don’t believe you’ll get a carefree life by getting a blind man as your support. I heard the Lenoir family cast him out over a decade ago. Even when he was young, he caused his parents and his sister’s death. Then, three fiancées died. He’s cursed. Do you know why you’re still alive even though you’re together?”
The smile on her lips was as cold as winter. “It’s because you’re like him, useless.”
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