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

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Cedric tilted his head to regard Daniela.

“Want to try them? He left them on the table.”

Daniela rested her head against Cedric’s abdomen and murmured, “No need. | have you now, and sleepless

nights are a thing of the past for me.”

Once Daniela finished speaking, exhaustion overcher, and she drifted into a deep slumber. A subtle smile

played on Cedric’s lips.

Katrina had been feeling uneasy since leaving home. She was certain that Alexander’s sharp instincts had

caught on to something. Regret gnawed at her. Her exit had given Alexander the opening to speak with Daniela.

Anxious, she turned around and rushed back to the villa. But by the tshe returned, the living room was eerily

quiet.

Katrina swallowed her unease, the thought of the night ahead keeping her awake. Morning ctoo soon, and

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Katrina rose before the sun, fatigue heavy in her eyes. As she quietly slipped from her room, Daniela’s door

creaked open just ahead.

Katrina froze, her heart racing, and quickly withdrew. She stayed hidden, waiting for the sound of footsteps

descending the stairs.

When she finally stepped out again, she saw Cedric instead of Daniela. Katrina's eyes darted to the clock. It was

five in the morning. At this hour, even the maids were still in bed. What could have brought Cedric out of

Daniela’s room so early? Had he been there all night? Or had he just arrived with the first light?

A surge of unease washed over Katrina, and she made her way downstairs, halting just outside Cedric’s room.

The door creaked open just then. Before she could avert her gaze, their eyes locked.

“Up this early, Cedric?”

Cedric, dressed in his workout clothes, simply nodded. His expression gave nothing away. Without a word, he

continued his path towards the door.

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Katrina's eyes lingered on his retreating figure.

Shaking off the moment, Katrina went outside to grab a glass of water, her mind still focused on Daniela’s

bedroom window above. That room, once Joyce's, boasted large floor-to-ceiling windows and a stunning view,

perfectly centered within the villa. It was nearly a hundred square meters of space. Katrina noticed the curtains

were tightly drawn. Daniela was clearly still resting.

Katrina's eyes fell to the floor, but then a wild thought darted through her mind. Did Cedric really like men? Or

did he only love Daniela? Perhaps he simply wasn’t interested in any woman other than Daniela. For a brief

moment, Katrina's imagination ran wild, but she quickly shut down the thought.

After all, she held the belief that every man eventually strayed, so the idea of Cedric staying loyal to just one

woman felt far-fetched. Even someone as spineless as Caiden had betrayed Brylee for her back then. She felt

confident that Cedric’s eyes would eventually wander towards her niece. Katrina was certain of it and decided to

set the thought aside.

Still holding her phone, Katrina considered reaching out to Alexander for a meal, hoping to learn if he had

uncovered anything the day before and told Daniela. However, she feared that seeming too eager might reveal

sof her own hidden truths. So, she turned to Joyce, who was still asleep well into the afternoon.

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Joyce's reaction to Katrina's suggestion was immediate. Her face twisted with frustration.

“Mom, can’t you stop being so self-centered? | just divorced Alexander, and now you wantto go back to him?

What kind of excuse would | even give? What would people think of me? Have you even thought about that? Milo

would get upset.”

Joyce stood up, snatched her purse off the cabinet, and added, “And don’t act like you forgot—you still owe me

eight million.

You can’t just pretend that never happened.”

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