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

Chapter 1150:

Regardless of the circumstances, his demeanor exuded unshakeable confidence, even on a weakened leg.

“It was from an explosion a few years back,” he said casually.

Nikolas watched Cedric’s indifference with frustration. It seemed as though Cedric had already come to terms with his leg’s condition, and that irritated him.

“Is that so?” Nikolas remarked, his gaze piercing into Cedric’s, laden with a veiled threat. “You better tread carefully, Mr. Phillips. Explosions might be rare, but when they occur, they can get you killed. You might not be so lucky next time.”

The atmosphere tensed as Cedric’s secretary bristled with suppressed fury.

Nikolas continued, “I’ve heard the whispers that you’re an orphan, unsupported and hopeless. That must be hard.”

The conversation had spiraled from professional to profoundly personal—a blatant assault on Cedric’s character.

Unable to contain his outrage any longer, Cedric’s secretary looked as though he was on the brink of exploding.

Joyce’s words from earlier that day, opting to bear the

himself, to earn Clarinda’s approval to pursue his own

a tight, controlled smile, Cedric

a sense of victory. “Rumors abound that you’re a cold, ruthless man, not easily swayed or crossed. Yet, it appears that’s a misconception. You’re not particularly tough to negotiate with. It’s just that their offers haven’t been alluring enough. Now that

eyes shut tight, teetering on the edge of

hand,

available at

and deliberate, cut through the tension. “Mr. McCoy, this hardly seems

the stranger

furrowed in suspicion. “Who exactly are

straightened his posture.

Nikolas asked, “You’re the former world’s richest person,

retorted, her voice as cold as the air between them. “As for Cedric,

was taken aback,

status as the wealthiest individual globally, he felt compelled to maintain a veneer of