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

Chapter 596:

Katrina’s expression stiffened, shame washing over her like a wave.

“Just go. I’ll send it to your account tomorrow,” Joyce replied indifferently, her eyes fixed elsewhere as she strolled onto the balcony with her phone in hand.

Katrina cast Joyce a lingering glance, her teeth sinking into her lip before she turned and left.

On her way down, she crossed paths with Doug climbing the stairs.

His eyes roved shamelessly to the neckline of her blouse, and a lecherous chuckle escaped his lips.

Instinctively, Katrina hastened her steps, eager to escape. Just as she reached the door, Doug’s voice rang out from the staircase.

“Katrina, isn’t it? My offer to your mother still applies. Anytime.”

A shiver ran through Katrina at his comment. She spun around, her glare brimming with disdain, before bolting out of the house.

the guard post,

stood on the balcony. Her expression was distant, and her eyes were clouded

back into the present. With a smile, she leaned in and kissed him, her

arms, his

Katrina was doubled over, throwing up by the

next journey

flung Joyce onto the bed, ready to

churned as she leaned against the gate, the world spinning violently. Looking back, she saw a haunting image—Joyce pressed against the window. Overwhelmed by fear, she stumbled away, too terrified to

cries. They rang in her head, relentless and cruel, driving her closer

desperation, she picked up her

Joyce,” she begged, her voice

cards came to an abrupt stop on the other end, followed by a

about? What’s happened to

You don’t know what he’s done. I saw Joyce a few days ago—there wasn’t a single part of her left

introduced her to Doug, and now I’m begging you, please help her.