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

Chapter 403

Chapter 403:

Katrina’s face twisted with annoyance.

“Alexander, what the hell are you apologizing for? Isn’t Daniela still a Harper? Just because she’s absent today doesn’t mean she has severed ties with us. There’s no need for you to apologize.”

The instant Katrina finished, the guests erupted in a cacophony of laughter.

At that exact moment, Joyce made her entrance, decked out in her wedding dress, radiating an unmistakable arrogance. Now flush with cash, she regarded everyone around her with thinly veiled contempt.

Alexander sent her a desperate look, silently begging her to defuse the escalating tension. However, Joyce ignored his imploring gaze. With deliberate strides, she approached the table, seized a glass of wine, and flung its contents into the face of the man leading the rival faction.

gathering. Every guest at the wedding banquet froze, utterly shocked by the audacity of

Richard’s hands as his fury boiled

through his head, all landing on the same brutal question: what kind of shitty luck led Alexander to marry this

the receiving end of Joyce’s wrath was no ordinary guest; he was a longstanding client and ally of the Bennett family. He had come earlier that day in a spirit of goodwill, hoping to help mediate

She marched over and dumped the wine on him without

wine wasn’t the only thing she threw—it was the trust and unity

Joyce? Have you lost your mind?” Alexander’s voice trembled with shock, his hands clenched at his sides. It took him a moment

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vast empire of robotics, her confidence soared. With Harper Group’s endorsement and her marriage to Alexander, she felt an unprecedented surge of empowerment. To her, what was a mere glass of wine in the grand scheme of her backing? Who would dare

This connection was Joyce’s leverage—she knew as long as it existed, Daniela could not sever ties without consequence. Joyce was convinced

a wave of disgust

man retorted sharply, his voice laced with disbelief and disdain. He scrubbed his face and shirt vigorously with a napkin, but the deep red

he flung the napkin to the ground and fixed