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

Chapter 939:

At first, Richard had nearly been swayed. He had even sought out Alexander’s opinion, but after Alexander analyzed the situation thoroughly, he had become furious. These people were looking for a scapegoat.

“Richard, you’re reading too much into this. The association is a force to be reckoned with. Why would we be afraid of Daniela?”

“Oh, really?” Richard scoffed. “Then why the sudden generosity? Don’t take me for a fool—I know exactly what’s got you all rattled. Get lost! I have nothing more to say to you!” Richard was about to kick them out.

Hackett stepped forward. “Richard, this is all just a misunderstanding. How about this? When Alexander has time, we’ll sit down and talk face-to-face. Would that work for you?”

Richard’s brows furrowed in a deep frown.

Hackett smoothly pushed the check and gift back into Richard’s hands. “We came here sincerely, after all. And let’s be honest—holding a position of power comes with challenges. Otherwise, how would anyone respect it? We’re not asking you to go against Daniela, just to have Alexander mediate. She’s young, and being so combative won’t do her any favors in the long run, right? I won’t deny it—Daniela’s capable. Right now, we can’t match her. But luck doesn’t last forever, does it? Just let Alexander know. Have him meet with us. And if you’re still uneasy, at least keep the gift.”

nothing if not calculated. Richard

Richard fell silent for a moment before muttering, “Wait here.

his eyes. “Hackett, why does Alexander

even show up at

is strange. Didn’t Richard say Alexander went missing? Then suddenly he

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but Joyce had vanished without a trace. None of it made sense. Winslow shot a sharp glance at Richard, who was speaking in hushed tones over the phone.

moment later, Richard returned, his phone still in hand. “Sorry, Alexander’s schedule is packed. He said he’ll discuss

his pocket. “Oh? Alexander

“What exactly are you trying

“Fairburne Group belonged to Joyce, didn’t it? But now she’s gone, and all her shares have mysteriously ended up in Alexander’s hands. That company is massive—it controls a fortune in mineral resources. It’s hard to believe Joyce would just hand it over

Richard’s face darkened.

“Well, since you won’t help us, I suppose we’ll have