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

Chapter 20

Chapter 20:

The sharp ring of Alexander’s phone caught his attention. He rose with elegance and stated, “If you’ll excuse me for a moment.”

As he strode towards the door to take the call, it burst open unexpectedly.

A cold breeze swept past him, and the first thing he noticed was a dark, imposing figure entering the room. Looking up, Alexander realized the man was very tall.

Chairs clattered against the floor as others stood hastily, their voices a mixture of awe and excitement.

“Mr. Phillips! Oh, what a pleasure to have you grace us with your presence!”

Holding his phone with a firmer grip, Alexander stepped aside, yet his eyes remained momentarily fixed on the newcomer, whose chilling presence suggested a stern warning to those unacquainted.

back to his senses, Alexander finally spoke into

“Dad, what’s going on?”

with enthusiasm

you hear? The Luxor Tower has been bought by Elite Lux’s president!” His tone was low, as though

the billions. Undeniably, they are the best of the best! Imagine the boundless opportunities if we could establish a connection with Elite Lux. Alexander, word has it that the president of Elite Lux will be visiting Luxor Tower tomorrow to review the renovations. I want you to bring our company’s top-notch design portfolio and try to spark a partnership. Even if it doesn’t result in a

promptly straightened his tie and inquired, “Any chance you could figure

might have a taste for exquisite liquors or high-end watches. An opulent gift should

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Alexander nodded thoughtfully.

“Understood.”

fits into your schedule, take Joyce along with you. Her boutique was a fixture in the Luxury Tower, but with the recent sale, she’s been forced to vacate. The building is a landmark, after all, and she’s understandably reluctant to leave it behind. From what I’ve gathered, Caiden holds Joyce in high regard, almost as if she were his own kin. Should the Harper family’s

as Alexander stood motionless,

voice broke the

8 a.m. sharp tomorrow —bring Joyce along. And make sure to remind