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

Chapter 587:

Tears welled up in Alexander’s eyes, smudging the numbers glowing on his phone screen.

Once the money was transferred, the partnership was finally sealed. The deal turned out to be highly profitable, with the other party already making an advance payment of five million. Looking at the money, Alexander felt a mix of emotions.

This was what his dignity had cost him.

A month later, the project was running smoothly. In the meantime, Alexander managed to land a municipal contract, offering Bennett Group a temporary lifeline.

That evening, at the celebratory dinner, just as Alexander was preparing to move ahead with renewed determination, a message from Joyce popped up on his phone. There wasn’t a single word—just an image of an opulent hotel suite.

The message was clear without needing an explanation. His smile faltered, and the wine he sipped suddenly tasted acrid.

He returned home, collected his belongings, and got ready to head out.

Richard sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Alexander as he came down the stairs. He could already guess what Alexander was about to do. The man who was once the pride of the family had fallen so far. Richard was overwhelmed with sadness but still held on to a tiny shred of hope.

“Can’t we just give the money back to Joyce?” he asked.

“It won’t work,” Alexander answered in a steady tone.

“She’s not after the money. What she wants is a way to release all the coldness I once showed her. She needs someone to bear the weight of everything she suffers with Doug.”

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It was a price that money couldn’t cover. That photo request back then? It was all for this moment—when she could manipulate him without uttering a single word.

Alexander spoke no more and walked out the door.

“Alexander, I’m sorry,” Richard said, his voice heavy with regret.

“It’s on me for being so hard on Daniela back then. If I hadn’t, she wouldn’t have left you. She’s not the type to turn her back on old bonds. I was wrong. I destroyed you.”

But it was far too late. Nothing could be undone now. Alexander reached for the doorknob, turned it, and left without a glance behind him.

At the hotel, he hesitated briefly at the door before entering. Inside, Joyce was already waiting. Dressed in a sheer silk nightgown that shimmered under the light, she moved with effortless grace, pouring herself a glass of wine.

“You made it,” she remarked nonchalantly.

Alexander gave a small nod, took a seat across from her, and slid a check across the table. Joyce glanced at the figure—it matched exactly what she had sent him before.

“And what’s this supposed to mean?” she questioned.

“You gave me the money before. I’m paying it back now.”

“I don’t need the money.”

“I’m aware,” Alexander replied, his expression unchanging as he set a bag containing specific clothing on the table. Joyce glanced at it, her smile growing broader.

“I’m willing to be with you for one night, but just that—afterward, we’re square.”

Joyce took another swirl of her wine and laughed again.

“That wasn’t the deal, was it? You need to realize, Alexander, that the terms and how long this lasts are in my hands now.

You never seem to grasp your place. But it’s fine. This time, I’ll let you have your way. One night’s not enough. How about a whole day and night instead?”

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