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.

their hearts softening, offered snacks and reached out

face deeper and letting his

cheeks as he whimpered repeatedly, “I want Aunt Daniela! I need my aunt! Aunt Daniela, I’m Jack—your

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

Daniela into footing the bill for his

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why schooling mattered when that massive company would belong to him one

was rich, and their family planned to thrive

that

had drained him, and he glanced

Why hadn’t she shown up

throbbed, numb from kneeling for

with a woman wrapped in a scarf. She sent

meant, “Sweetheart, don’t stand up! Cry louder! Even louder! People will definitely sympathize with you

releasing a high-pitched wail.