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

Chapter 218

Chapter 218:

“Caiden! Daniela torments Joyce relentlessly, and I refuse to stand idly by! Once I’ve wrapped up my current affairs, I’m going to make her answer for it.”

Her features were set in a fierce mask of determination. Her eyes blazed, and her hands were balled into tight fists as though she were ready to take on the world.

Caiden, despite his well-meaning advice, found himself the target of her ire.

He exhaled deeply, a hint of resignation in his tone.

“Alright, confront Daniela if you must. But in your current state, you’re unlikely to even gain entry to Elite Lux. Katrina, I’m seriously suggesting you seek assistance from Daniela.

You’ve never held a high-ranking position—you don’t realize how those at the top can resolve matters with a mere word, far more efficiently than one can from the bottom.”

scoffed at his suggestion, her

boast? Really? And tell me, when have you ever held a high position? Oh, that’s right — through Brylee! Riding on a woman’s coattails, and now

just unashamed, you’re

was utterly speechless following her rebuke. He gazed at Katrina, his eyes wide as he observed her once tender expression now contorted in anger. For a brief

her eyes, the

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who, while I was drunk, lavished me with praises about my talent, admired my demeanor, complimented my handwriting, and celebrated my artistic sensibilities? You told me I was pure, untouched by the taint of money. I’ve clung to every word you said for years. And didn’t you confide in me about the hardships you faced, how your husband mistreated you, and how you yearned to run away with me? When Brylee departed and your ex-husband passed away, I was the one who eagerly proposed, dismissing the rumors that whispered we were together before our marriage

as he sat there, each word

intently at Katrina, his gaze searching her face for a sign of the love

me?” he asked, hoping against

Katrina just stood there, her expression chillingly indifferent. Then, her lips curled

we’re adults; we need

eyes widened in

pressed on, her voice