She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Pocket Change Not Worth My Time

Graeme paid no attention to Reece's glare and walked directly up to Kate, making a move to hold her soft, fair hands. Just as his hand was about to touch hers, she sidestepped, and her gaze never lingered on him for even a second.

Such indifference and aloofness weighed heavily on Graeme's heart. He had known Kate for almost three years, ever since her freshman year, and he had silently allowed her to follow him around like a little tail, bouncing around behind him.

Many of their classmates envied him for having such a beautiful girl chasing after him. For others, this might be a boasting point, but for a studious, aloof top student like Graeme, he felt ashamed.

Kate loved wearing plaid skirts that showcased her impossibly long and beautiful legs. Every time she came to find him, the other guys would ask him if he had "slept" with her.

Such words were undoubtedly vulgar, and Graeme, in turn, disliked Kate, feeling that she had thrust him into the midst of a scandal. He never even considered that she was an innocent victim who had been unfairly implicated.

"Kate, I'm sorry for wrongly accusing you. But my cousin, she knows she was wrong. Can you forgive her?"

He had come to her, to seek her forgiveness for Peyton, who had hurt her. So, who would sympathize with her? She had been taken advantage of by someone she didn't even know, not knowing his name, age, or whether he was ugly or overweight.

Peyton's behavior was disgustingly outrageous.

"I won't forgive her! Graeme, I have no idea where you find the audacity to ask me for forgiveness."

Speechless after being scolded, Graeme pursed his lips, his eyes fixed firmly on Kate.

Then, out of the blue, he said, "I can even forgive myself for falling for you. Why can't you forgive Peyton?"

"If you want to be with me, then you'll be her cousin-in-law. Can't you show some courtesy and tolerance?"

As he finished speaking, Cheyenne couldn't help but let out a cold chuckle. She strutted over in high heels, standing proudly next to her friend, raising her chin, gazing at Graeme with a haughty and peacock-like demeanor.

Her eyes were icy.

"Tell me, Kate, do you still like him?"

Kate shook her head and answered decisively, "I used to."

"Now, I don't."

There was no response more brutal than "used to love." Graeme's face alternated between pale and flushed, his large hand clenched discreetly.

"Kate, you need to think it over. You're an orphan, and my Mathews family is an esteemed and renowned lineage. Being with me means you won't have to do those lowly, laborious jobs in the future. You can be a lady from the Mathews family."

Tsk tsk tsk...

This statement was truly infuriating.

The journalists who were still around, hoping to interview Reece, unexpectedly stumbled upon another juicy story.

When she heard the phrase "orphan," Kate couldn't bear it any longer and raised her hand to deliver a resounding slap to Graeme's face.