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

Chapter 593:

In the car, Lillian turned to Daniela and commented, “I think your aunt has a point. Katrina is a problem. Why not take care of her sooner rather than waiting?”

Daniela, seated in the back, observed the passing scenery, her eyes gradually narrowing.

On the day Katrina was discharged from the hospital, Daniela was just leaving her office.

“Daniela! Your reckoning will come soon enough!”

Daniela wasn’t in the best of moods. Turning her head, she fixed Katrina with a blank expression, her gaze cold and intimidating.

Katrina clamped her mouth shut, instinctively retreating a step in fear.

Daniela advanced towards her slowly, step by step, forcing Katrina to back away until she hit a dead end. Daniela closed the gap between them, standing just inches away.

“Katrina, if it’s trouble you want, I’ll gladly give it to you. Keep pushing me, and you’ll face the consequences.”

Though fear flickered in her eyes, Katrina refused to back down and feigned confidence.

“You think I’m scared of you?”

Daniela let out a derisive snort, slid her hands into her coat pockets, and walked away without another word.

Katrina brushed off the warning, assuming it was an empty threat.

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It didn’t take long for her to realize how wrong she was. A domestic financial crisis struck, obliterating all the secret investments Katrina had made behind Caiden’s back.noveldrama

Even the funds Joyce had recently provided her were wiped out.

Katrina stared at her depleted bank account in shock, a wave of unease washing over her.

Desperate, she called Joyce, but her calls went unanswered.

When the servant brought up the unpaid living expenses for what felt like the fiftieth time, Katrina lost her temper.

“Aunt, can’t you be reasonable for once? It’s been just a week since I last paid you. Do you even realize how much I’ve given you in the past? I’m facing a minor setback, and you’re acting like I can’t pay. What’s the meaning of this? Do you really think I’d cheat you over a sum this small?”

The servant sneered, curling her lips.

“Who knows? You’re only here because you forced yourself in. What’s past is past. Right now, you owe me my salary. If you’re so capable, why don’t you pay the $5,800 first?”

Katrina shut her eyes for a moment.

“You’re underestimating me. $5,800? Make it a hundred thousand before you come back to me.”

The moment the words left her mouth, the servant untied her apron.

“Forget it. I’ve had enough. Keep your money. I quit!”

With that, the servant flung her grease-stained apron at Katrina, who yanked it off in disgust as the woman stormed out.

With no other options left, Katrina decided to seek out Joyce.

Sitting in the lobby of Joyce’s home, Katrina’s ears picked up on the unmistakable sounds coming from upstairs, leaving little to the imagination.

Katrina felt an unsettling weight in the air, but the servants around her carried on as though nothing unusual was happening, their faces devoid of emotion.

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