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.

softening, offered snacks and reached out

burying his face deeper and letting his sobs grow

repeatedly, “I want Aunt Daniela! I need my aunt! Aunt Daniela, I’m

under wraps. No tantrums, no spitting, no outbursts—he had to play the part perfectly. He needed to look helpless, pitiful—just enough to stir sympathy

squeeze Daniela into footing the bill for his costly

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when that massive company would belong to him

made it clear that Daniela was rich, and their

that

he was exhausted. His fake sobs had drained him, and he glanced at the

Why hadn’t she shown up

throbbed, numb from kneeling

a woman wrapped in a scarf. She sent him

understood the message. She meant, “Sweetheart, don’t stand up! Cry louder! Even

releasing a high-pitched wail. No