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

Chapter 68

Chapter 68:

After exchanging a few more remarks, Ryan made his way back upstairs. Meanwhile, Cedric leaned back to gaze once more at the 25th floor, catching the moment when Daniela’s lights dimmed.

Daniela felt no urgency to employ a housekeeper. Over the decade she had spent trying to win Alexander’s heart, she had honed her self-reliance to an art form. Her domestic skills were unmatched, maintaining her home in impeccable order.

Alexander, ever particular about his meals, had prompted Daniela to seek culinary skills from various esteemed chefs. Eventually, he found her cooking beyond reproach. Though he was sparing with his praise, he would occasionally let slip a rare word of appreciation.

Consequently, Daniela saw no immediate need to recruit additional help. She had delegated the task to Lillian but stressed that there was no need to hurry. After all, Joyce’s disruptive antics weren’t going to cease any time soon. Hiring someone too soft-spoken or gentle might only lead them to be overwhelmed by bullying.

Yet, Daniela hadn’t anticipated how quickly things would unfold.

The next morning, as the sunlight peeked through her curtains, Daniela’s first sight was Lillian, standing beside her bed with a wide, infectious smile.

you a

open, a fog of sleep clouding her

That fast?

holds stories

It hadn’t even been…

a quick glance at the clock

ten

She can prepare specialty dishes from around the world. And that’s not all—she’s fluent in five languages and has a talent for childcare. Should you decide to have children one day, she’s fully equipped to manage it

woman

“I’ve already invited her over for a trial run—she’s actually waiting for us

and intrigue, Daniela followed Lillian

your household needs. Should you have any specific requests, feel free to let me know,” Josie Maynard said with

at Josie—a middle-aged woman, slightly rounded, with a welcoming, kind demeanor

met before?”

clasped before her, maintained

serious! I simply have an ordinary face. What are the chances someone like me would ever cross