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

Chapter 611:

Killian gestured towards the screen.

“Want proof? I can hack into Joyce’s files and give you a free peek.”

Alexander stumbled, barely managing to stay upright.

So everyone saw him with Joyce in bed?

Had Daniela seen it as well?

What could she possibly think of him now?

Would she feel hurt?

Would she look at him with disappointment?

A storm of emotions churned inside Alexander’s chest.

Cedric watched Alexander’s face shift between shock and despair, then spoke evenly.

“She knows. But she didn’t care enough to say a word.” And that was the plain truth.

Ryan was the first to stumble across the leaked videos and had shown them to Daniela’s driver.

While the driver was watching, Daniela accidentally heard the audio.

The driver quickly apologized, and the car raced down the road in awkward silence.

Worried about losing his job for watching such videos on duty, the driver pleaded with Ryan to speak to Cedric on his behalf.

As they were discussing the issue, Daniela happened to pass by.

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Cedric addressed it head-on, explaining the driver’s concerns to Daniela.

Ryan chimed in, “Honestly, Joyce is brutal. Filming that secretly and airing it everywhere? Now everyone knows Alexander stooped so low for money. Crystal-clear footage, too. Imagine being that proud and falling this far. If it were me, I’d just disappear.”

While speaking, he kept sneaking glances at Daniela, eager to gauge her reaction.

Cedric trusted Daniela entirely.

Yet, even he couldn’t help but wonder how she truly felt about all this. Because, in the end, she mattered to him.

What if the woman he’d finally won over was slipping away?

Daniela’s expression didn’t waver, not even for a second. With a detached grunt, she shifted her focus back to the meeting minutes, her demeanor unruffled.

Ryan blinked in surprise, sharing a look with Cedric before trailing after her.

“Daniela, aren’t you even a little shocked? Don’t you have anything to say about what happened?”

Daniela’s tone was steady.

“What exactly am I supposed to say?”

Ryan narrowed his eyes, suspicion etched on his face.

“I’m beginning to wonder if you ever actually liked Alexander. Didn’t everyone say you were in love with him for ten years?”

Daniela gave a simple nod.

“I did.”

Ryan’s doubt deepened.

“Is this how someone acts after loving someone for ten years?” Ten years—a whole decade.

In a lifetime, a decade is no small span of time.

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