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

Chapter 77:

He was proud, and begging was never on his list of things to do. Just last night, he had tried to offer her some advice, only for her to snap at him and shut him out entirely.noveldrama

Where was the Daniela who once cared for him? Even if she was playing hard to get, this was crossing the line. But with his father pushing him, he figured he’d give her one last chance.

With a cold nod, Alexander responded to Richard, “Fine.”

The next day, Alexander stepped out in a sharp new suit that seemed tailored just for him.

When Joyce arrived, her eyes widened, and she couldn’t hold back a gasp.

“Wow! Alexander, you look absolutely stunning today!” The tailored suit made a real impact. Her eyes were drawn to his broad chest, and admiration lit up her face.

In that moment, she couldn’t help but think that Alexander was everything she could ever want. As for Cedric? She decided he could stay with Daniela, that cold, toxic woman.

Joyce rode with Alexander to the gala. On the way there, she leaned in and spoke softly.

“Alexander, thank you for bringing me tonight. I know it’s tough for you. Daniela is such a difficult person. To thank you for your kindness, I’m willing to marry…” Her words trailed off suddenly as the car came to a stop at the entrance of the gala. Her gaze landed on a man standing near the door, and her breath caught in her throat.

He was a real catch! Her eyes lit up, practically glowing with excitement.

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Cedric looked nothing like the man she remembered. Tonight, he was a vision of sophistication in a custom-tailored dark blue suit, with a refined sapphire brooch pinned to his chest and matching gemstone cufflinks gleaming at his wrists. The entire outfit seemed made just for him, enhancing his already tall, striking figure and radiating an air of elegance and class that made him look even more impressive.

Callum had always been handsome. Incredibly handsome. Unlike most men, he had a royal quality about him—a natural, commanding presence that made him stand out effortlessly. Every move he made seemed to capture attention, as if he were the center of everything.

Whatever Joyce had planned to say to Alexander was quickly forgotten. Without saying another word, she swung open the car door, grabbed her dress, and nearly ran toward Cedric.

The driver, observing everything unfold, couldn’t help but glance at Alexander and mutter, “Sir, honestly, Joyce isn’t worth you giving up Daniela for.”

“At least Daniela wouldn’t fall for another the moment a better option came along. She wouldn’t fawn over other men.”

It was painfully clear what had just happened. Only moments earlier, Joyce had been hinting that she wanted to marry Alexander. But the second she saw Cedric, she completely forgot the idea and rushed toward him.

Her shallow, opportunistic nature mirrored Katrina’s all too well. Like mother, like daughter.

Alexander’s voice was steady, almost indifferent.

“I never liked Joyce.”

The driver, surprised by his response, turned to him in disbelief and asked, “Then why did you divorce Daniela for her?”

“So, why’d you divorce Daniela for Joyce?” Keith, who was also at the gala, couldn’t help but ask Alexander the same burning question.

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