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

Chapter 141

Chapter 141:

Lillian spun around, fury flashing in her eyes as she hissed, “Shut up!” Joyce let out a soft laugh, clearly unfazed by the frustration in Lillian’s voice.

“Honestly, Daniela, even though you’re no longer part of the Harper family and we’re not sisters anymore, I feel like I should remind you of something. As women, we know that our first experiences are important. Sure, maybe you’re used to being reckless, but now that you’re leading Elite Lux, shouldn’t you be more careful with your reputation? After all, you wouldn’t want to bring shame to the company, right? But then again, I can see where you’re coming from. Someone like you, always so cold and distant—it’s no surprise you’re all alone. Men probably steer clear of you, don’t they? Unlike me, of course. I’m sweet, obedient, and gentle. Men can’t get enough of me. Cedric, Alexander—men of real class, they’re all at my feet. Tell me, Daniela, what do you think Dad would say if he knew you were fooling around with men before marriage? What if he found out you were pregnant and unmarried? Don’t you think he’d regret not cutting ties with you sooner? You’ve always been a disappointment to the Harper family. And if word got out that you were pregnant out of wedlock, do you really think any wealthy family would want you?”

It was obvious that Joyce had been utterly bored in the restroom, trapped with no one to talk to all day. So, when the chance to taunt Daniela came up, she wasn’t about to let it pass her by. Her constant jabbering filled the space, and gradually, the emotions choking Daniela’s chest began to dull.

She straightened up, hit the flush button, and pushed open the stall door. Joyce gasped dramatically, “Daniela! What’s with that pale face? Are you really pregnant?” She leaned in, curiosity practically dripping from her tone.

“So, who’s the father of the baby?”

herself from slapping Joyce and instead signaled for Lillian to come over and

begins

you don’t even know who the father is?” Her face

it? Nobody owns up to, you know, transactions like that. Even if you get pregnant, it’s always the woman left to deal with it. Poor thing! A child growing up

Joyce mid-sentence. For a moment, everything went quiet. Daniela exhaled deeply, feeling a wave of satisfaction. Sometimes,

she made her

after Daniela, ready to shout at her retreating form, when, out of nowhere, a wave of nausea washed over her. Her stomach twisted

to the toilet, bent over

the edge of the toilet, Joyce muttered under her breath, “Damn Daniela! Pregnancy isn’t contagious, is

restroom,

her phone vibrated with a text

forget tonight’s

back, “Got

Another message quickly pinged.