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

Chapter 90

Chapter 90:

She felt something cold and wet beneath her and looked down—her body stiffened instantly.

A glaring red stain marred the sofa, jolting her fully awake.

In a panic, she scrambled into her skirt. As she looked up, she caught a glimpse of someone darting past the doorway.

“Stop right there!” she yelled.

But the figure was gone. Fuzzy memories from the night before flickered through her mind—she remembered clinging to a man in the dim light of the bar, kissing him, and noticing a small birthmark on the back of his neck.

Joyce rushed out of the private room, her heart pounding. Outside, her so-called friends lingered, equally disheveled and hungover.

They hadn’t left. They were all hanging around, hoping to capitalize on her newfound status related to the Luxor Tower—a chance none wanted to miss.

compose herself and left the bar, only to find herself

Caiden and a distressed Katrina

Caiden exclaimed, desperation in his

been stolen! My daughter doesn’t drink. She’s never had alcohol

protest halted abruptly as he caught sight of

content live now

hair a mess, eyelid stickers dangling precariously,

froze in his

mind churned with

the insult, holding back his simmering

tightly, the tension in his jaw betraying his struggle to

went to great lengths to ensure Joyce’s store opening looked grand, including

placed a reassuring hand on Caiden’s chest, patting it lightly

over. We’ll earn it all back in no time. Think about it—business is all about connections. Sometimes, you have to spend a little to make

exhaled heavily, attempting to let her words soothe him. Then his gaze shifted to the back row, where two of Joyce’s self-proclaimed “best friends”

Their appearances were jarring.