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

Chapter 82

Chapter 82:

Joyce stretched her smile even wider, though it felt like her face might crack, and gestured for Daniela and Lillian to follow her to a table. Once they were seated, Daniela didn’t even glance at Alexander or Joyce. Instead, she pulled a contract from her bag and began skimming through it, as though they weren’t even there.

Joyce’s lips twitched in a barely concealed sneer. What a performance! Who was she trying to impress with that contract? As if she were drowning in work or something.

Alexander’s eyes flicked toward Daniela, quickly scanning the bold title of the document in her hands: Clayton Renovation.

For a moment, his expression tightened before easing again. Clayton Renovation—so that was it. A competitor to Bennett Group, sure, but still far from their level of expertise and legacy in the industry. If Daniela had even a shred of common sense, she’d know the smart move was to hire Bennett Group for her project. The thought sent a wave of smug satisfaction through him.

“Go ahead, speak up,” Lillian said, leaning forward with her chin resting on one hand, her playful gaze bouncing between Joyce and Alexander.

“Hey, eyes this way! Why are you staring at Daniela? She’s not in charge here. I’m the one running the show now.” Joyce paused, her eyes flicking back to Daniela.

Daniela’s attention was fixed on the contract in her hands, her gaze lowered slightly. A ray of sunlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating her, making her already stunning features seem even more glowing and graceful.

sting.

decisions are

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Joyce’s eyes brightened.

I get it! Okay, I’ll

tapped her nails against the table with a

how you speak? Didn’t anyone teach you some

Joyce’s brow furrowed.

that supposed to mean?” Her voice

Show some respect. Look at this—my water glass is empty. How do you expect to have

stood to pour the water, but Lillian

really going to talk business over just

raised her hand and

The one worth ten million? Go ahead and open it and add it to

Joyce gasped, her eyes

million?” With that kind of money, she could buy a whole collection of designer