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

Chapter 936:

The sun dipped below the horizon, and only then did Bruno walk in, unfazed by his tardiness.

“What seems to be the problem?” Hackett snapped, losing his calm. “Bruno, weren’t we supposed to address a crucial issue today? Why the indifference? Am I the only one facing these sanctions? Don’t you care about your enterprise anymore?”

With a smirk, Bruno dragged a chair over and settled into it, letting out a sigh of indifference.

Gradually, the others began to appear, with Winslow being the last to arrive, well after ten in the evening.

Suppressing a yawn, Winslow asked, “I’ve got plans later. Can we wrap this up in thirty minutes?”

Standing firmly, hands still on his hips, Hackett stared at them with cold contempt. “What’s this supposed to mean? Are you telling me you can’t even gather everyone for a meeting now? Am I the only active member here? If that’s your attitude, we might as well dissolve this association!” Rage simmered within Hackett.

Marcus, wearing a grim expression, confronted him. “Hackett, who are you trying to deceive? You think we’re oblivious?”

Stunned, Hackett asked, “What are you implying?”

“Exactly, what are you implying?” Farley asked sharply. “Did you secretly meet with Daniela to beg for mercy? Hoping she would spare you? Hackett, should I play the recording where you malign her?”noveldrama

Hackett’s voice wavered as his lips tightened. “What are you implying?”

Marcus, visibly annoyed, flung his phone toward him. “Take a look! You met with Daniela earlier today, right? It’s all over the internet. We never thought you’d deceive us like this.”

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A noticeable shock ran through Hackett. Yet, he quickly regained his composure and raised his voice. “Now you’re accusing me? Who was I trying to protect? Do you think I enjoyed degrading myself before Daniela? What drove me to do it? If I weren’t president, I would’ve preferred to avoid this mess. I couldn’t bear to see you end up like Bruno and Huey, so I went to beg Daniela to spare everyone. Was it your assumption…?”

“That I pleaded only for my own sake? Had I known this misunderstanding, I would have indeed begged solely for myself. How utterly thankless!”

Hackett’s face, round and flushed, trembled with what seemed to be genuine resentment.

Confused glances were exchanged among the group, each person unable to determine Hackett’s sincerity.

Firmly, Hackett continued, “Daniela now wields considerable influence. Without solidarity, she’ll overshadow us. Do you really want that to happen? This association has thrived for years, benefiting everyone. If you’re ready to surrender and let a woman like Daniela command you, then I wash my hands of it.”

A smirk played on Hackett’s lips as he observed their serious expressions. “Let me clarify something else. Daniela’s leniency won’t extend to you just because you submit. Do you think she’s after you for your business dealings? That’s false! Completely false! This is all about Brylee’s death!”

The moment those words left Hackett’s lips, everyone stiffened, except for Winslow. His eyes remained vacant, his expression detached, as though he were still half-asleep.

Hackett swept his gaze across the room. “Look for yourselves. If you’re truly fine with this, let’s just pretend this meeting never happened.” Without another word, he turned to leave.

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