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.

snacks and reached out to help

them all, burying his face deeper

whimpered repeatedly, “I want

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 stir sympathy

squeeze Daniela into footing the bill for his

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when that massive company would belong

was

found that logic sound

had drained him, and he glanced at the

Why hadn’t

throbbed, numb from kneeling

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

louder! Even louder! People

voice to crack, releasing a high-pitched wail. No