Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 1245:

The secretary wasn’t sure whether to feel grateful or heartbroken. “Boss, are you truly leaving?”

Cedric nodded. “Yes. It’ll be in the next few days. Have someone clear out what I won’t be taking.”

The secretary struggled to accept it, but Cedric walked away with an easygoing demeanor.

While Daniela was going over the new quarterly reports, the villa door creaked open.

Cedric stepped inside, carrying a box, and with a cheerful grin, announced to Daniela, “Everything’s settled. When do we leave?”

Daniela blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected question.

Carol frowned slightly and slipped away without a sound.

Daniela turned to Cedric, confusion etched across her face. “Where exactly are we going?”

Cedric answered with a grin, “Oiscoll, obviously. We’re going to fight for the inheritance, aren’t we?”

He beamed as he spoke, carefree and untouched by worry for what lay ahead. He’d never set foot in Oiscoll, knew nothing of Hamilton or the tangled web of schemes spun within the McCoy family.

All he had was trust in Daniela—and the unwavering belief that her path was his to walk too.

No strategy, no pros and cons checklist—just a heart unburdened by doubt.

Even if the road ahead was wrapped in fog, he faced it without flinching. Daniela shut her eyes, wanting to tell him the truth, but in the end, she remained silent.

Cedric chuckled, his grin as radiant and effortless as sunlight through glass. The sunlight kissed his face, sharpening his striking features and casting him in a glow of quiet resolve.

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“Just say the word when you’re ready. I’ll pack up and we’ll go,” Cedric said, then darted off toward his room, light-footed and eager.

Joyce stood off to the side, a flicker of sympathy passing through her. In this home where she barely felt seen, her only prayer was that her son would grow up soon.

Listening in now and then on Cedric and Daniela, she often felt like little more than a machine, just going through the motions.

Watching Cedric’s joy today stirred a quiet ache in her chest—she felt sorry for him.

After all, once upon a time, she had feelings for him.

She turned to Daniela with a warning. “If you leave him behind, it might break his heart.”

Daniela shot a glance in Joyce’s direction.

Joyce went on, “Sorry, I had to say it. I truly think it’s alright for you to take him with you. Just because the past was messy doesn’t mean the future has to be. Why make it harder than it needs to be?”

Daniela shifted her gaze back to the TV. “I’m fine. He’ll move on fast.”

Joyce studied Daniela’s detached expression and let out a quiet sigh. “Just make sure you won’t regret it later.”

Daniela stared ahead, unmoved.

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