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

Chapter 1105:

The secretary’s fists clenched in anger.

Those people were taking advantage of Daniela’s situation, pushing their luck too far.

It was infuriating!

Frustration burned in the secretary’s eyes, making them glossy with unshed tears.

Daniela remained unfazed. “If they want a performance, let them put on their little play. We have business to handle—let’s carry on with the meeting.”

Outside, Jack knelt on the cold pavement, his small frame weighed down by an old, oversized backpack—deliberately chosen to look pitiful.

The backpack was so ragged, the spines of battered books peeked through the torn fabric.

The six-year-old boy hunched over, sobbing, his little shoulders shaking with each exaggerated sniffle.

offered snacks and reached

all, burying his face deeper and letting his

“I want Aunt Daniela! I need my aunt! Aunt

mother had drilled into him the importance of patience—he had to keep his true nature under wraps. No tantrums, no spitting, no outbursts—he had to play the part perfectly. He needed to look helpless, pitiful—just enough to

way, they could squeeze Daniela into footing the bill for

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when that massive company would

made it clear that Daniela was rich, and their family planned to thrive off her

found that logic sound

exhausted. His fake sobs had drained him, and he

that woman, Daniela? Why hadn’t she

knees throbbed, numb from kneeling for so

and locked eyes with a woman wrapped in a scarf. She sent him a

louder! Even louder! People

forced his voice to crack, releasing a high-pitched