She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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 handsthan 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 becso intimate with Kate? Furthermore, all the people surrounding Kate were either handsmen 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.

This difference only exacerbated Peyton's sense of inferiority, morphing it into a distorted mindset.

Her sensitivity and insecurity had finally evolved into a strong desire to make Kate taste the bitterness of being cold-shouldered.

The court hearing was about to begin. Reporters had gathered outside the courthouse, holding cameras and taking pictures of Reece, Graeme, Cheyenne, and the others.

"Oh my goodness, isn't that Reece? Why is he here?" "Reece is standing with Miss Cheyenne and the plaintiff!" one of the star-chasers exclaimed.

"I have no idea, but today is the right tto go out! Ahh... I can't believe I'm seeing Reece in person. I'm absolutely thrilled!" another fan responded.

The star-chasers present couldn't believe their eyes. Reece was unbelievably handsome! Despite rumors that he didn't look as good in real life as he did in pictures, he surpassed their expectations. They were experiencing a visual feast like never before.

Omari, dressed in a white suit, looked mature and sophisticated, exuding an air of success and refinement. The beautiful woman by his side had an exquisite 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 their attire and faces; those onlookers momentarily forgot the actual purpose of their gathering.

Grafelt as if he were at a circus watching clowns perform. It was comical.

"Kate, are you here for a court hearing or to flaunt your social circle?” he asked.

She and the others were dressed flamboyantly with heavy makeup.

Could it be that they lacked confidence in winning the case and were using their appearances to gain attention? Cheyenne crossed her arms, lazily gazing at Graeme. She smiled and remarked, "Of course, we're here for the court hearing. It seems like Mr. Mathews can't wait to apologize to Kate." "We won't lose; with just you all, no lawyer, you think 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 truly men's dream lovers. To conquer her would make one feel irresistibly charming.

"Who said we didn't bring a lawyer?” Kate retorted to Peyton's taunting words, rolling her eyes tically and pointing to Omari. "There you go, see? He's my spokesperson." Omari stepped forward and politely extended his hand to Zechariah. "Hello." Zechariah sized up the young man standing before him.

He had a 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 working-class feel to him.

He instinctively categorized Omari into the "outwardly strong, inwardly weak" group. A person like this must have used sconnections to beca lawyer.

Zechariah remained proud, keeping his hands in his pockets with a black briefcase in one hand, and he appeared rather dismissive of Omari.

Peyton felt satisfied as she spoke, her confidence evident. "Kate, you are quite amusing. We're here for a court hearing, and you somehow found this pretty boy to impersonate a lawyer. Ha-ha."

With a hint of regret in his expression, Zechariah turned to Omari. "Young man, perhaps you're a promising talent. I'm sorry to inform you that I've won today's case. You should go back, study for a few more years, and gain sexperience before trying again." His tone was reminiscent of an experienced senior teaching a lesson to a newcomer in the workplace.

Cheyenne stood by, deeply sympathetic to the lawyer who was about to be humiliated.

He was probably the first person in the world to dare to act like a senior in front of Omari.

"By the way, Mr. Lara, do you remember who your first opponent was in a court hearing?” she asked, looking at Zechariah with a sly smile and then turning to Omari with a soft voice.

The latter lowered his gaze and thought for a moment before his lips parted. "I remember. It was Asher Griffin from H. D. Law Firm."

Asher Griffin, the youngest international law professor in Chulae, had becthe dean of the Lawn School at the Capital University at the age of thirty-five. He also served as a representative in the Cabinet, handling international legal disputes and more. He was famously known as the "invincible lawyer".

Zechariah obtained his lawyer qualification certificate through advanced studies at the Capital Universit, and Asher was considered the ultimate idol for all law students there.

However, Asher was known to be quite erratic, and one might not see him around for a whole year.

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