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

Chapter 1249:

Unspoken thoughts hung between them, a silent accord seemingly reached.

Daniela exhaled sharply, her lips a tight line, then turned away, leaving without a word.

Puzzled, Cedric sought clarity from Joyce, who lingered nearby. “Has she consented then?”

Joyce, well-versed in Daniela’s complexities, pondered. Daniela, who had coldly left her own father in a psychiatric facility, might seem heartless.

To Joyce, Cedric’s humble request was unlikely to make much of an impression.

Yet the hopeful glimmer in Cedric’s eyes tugged at her.

Life had shown Joyce its share of cruelty and deception; understanding human nature was as elusive as grasping the wind.

Still, Cedric’s heart lay open and honest in his dealings with Daniela—a stark contrast to the murky waters of human intentions.

Cedric’s life had become intertwined with Daniela’s, much like the moon orbits the Earth.

Now, as Daniela prepared to leave, she had no intention of taking Cedric with her. The thought lingered in Joyce’s mind—if Daniela truly departed, Cedric’s world might become as bleak as a starless night sky.

She looked at Cedric and gave a tentative nod. “Maybe she’ll change her mind. You never know—you might just be the exception.”noveldrama

Cedric’s expression was filled with doubt. He pursed his lips, his voice soft and uncertain as he wondered aloud, “Could I possibly be her exception this time?”

Later that day, after finishing work, Kohen sought out Daniela, visibly upset. “Why not choose me?”

Daniela met his gaze with calm serenity. “You lack the necessary acumen. How can I rely on someone who can’t even make a decent proposal?”

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Kohen’s gaze faltered.

Daniela cut him off, her voice steady and clear. “You’re burdened by family responsibilities; you had children early. Your thoughts are more scattered than most. I need a partner who is neither naive nor preoccupied. Do you understand?”

Daniela was always blunt, and today her mood was far from bright. She had no patience for softening her words.

“So you’re blatantly aligning yourself with Charles?” Kohen demanded, irritation creeping into his tone as he found Daniela’s confidence overbearing.

“Why not?” Daniela replied with serene composure. “I have the credentials. Show me you can match the elite—the world’s wealthiest—and perhaps then you’ll earn the right to bargain with me.”

Kohen clenched his jaw, pride wounded. Each of Daniela’s words hit hard, infuriating yet undeniable.

“You… anything Charles can offer, I can match it!”

A soft laugh escaped Daniela. “Really? I’m skeptical.”

Kohen narrowed his eyes, defiance flickering within. “If I say I can, then believe me—I can!”

Acknowledging his resolve with a nod, Daniela casually reached into a drawer, pulled out a fruit knife, and flung it onto the table.

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