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.

silence descended upon the gathering. Every guest at the wedding banquet froze, utterly shocked by

tremor ran through Richard’s hands as his fury boiled

on the same brutal question: what kind

guest; he was a longstanding client and ally of the Bennett family. He had come earlier

She marched over and dumped the wine on him without a second thought, her fury

she threw—it was the trust

trembled with shock, his hands clenched at his sides. It took him a moment to recover before he snatched a handful of napkins and hurried over to

Lɒtєѕτ chɑρτєrs ιn g𝓪l𝑛ovє𝓁𝓈.𝑐𝓞𝓂

remained poised, her arms crossed defiantly, radiating an air of indomitable pride. Supported by the formidable alliance of Elite Lux and Daniela, along with the 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

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

wave of disgust among the

face and shirt vigorously with a napkin, but the deep red wine had already permeated the fabric of his pristine white shirt, staining it irreversibly and

of irritation, he flung the napkin to the ground and fixed a harsh glare