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

Chapter 633:

“I can’t stand anyone but Daniela getting close to me, touching me, or trying to please me. It makes me sick! And I won’t tolerate a single word spoken against her in my presence. From now on, stay away from me. And don’t call me Cedric. Call me Mr. Phillips. Understood?”

Without another word, he turned and walked away, his back cold and unyielding.

Nina stood there, stunned, struggling to process the harsh words she’d just heard. After everything she had done, Cedric rejected her so decisively, without a care for how it made her feel.

Cedric turned on his heel and walked away as soon as he finished speaking.

Nina stood frozen in place, her gaze locked on his retreating figure.

“Well, what did I tell you? Someone like you could never capture the interest of a man like Cedric!” Elyse appeared beside her, her face calm and completely unsurprised.noveldrama

“Men like him? They’re drawn to women who shine, not those who stumble in their shadow.

You’d do better waiting for Daniela to return—save yourself the embarrassment.”

Nina bit her lower lip, her fists clenching at her sides. Tears welled in her eyes as she turned to Elyse, her voice trembling with sadness.

“Mom, do you really think I’m destined to fail at everything? Am I always inferior to Natalie in your eyes?”

Elyse’s response was cold and cutting, her calmness almost cruel.

“Isn’t the proof right in front of you? You’re not just a disappointment to me, Nina. Even Cedric thinks so.” With that, Elyse turned away and left.

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Nina stayed behind, her shoulders shaking as tears fell freely. Silently, she made a vow—a vow to prove everyone wrong, to show them that she wasn’t just Natalie’s lesser sister.

Later that evening, Daniela returned home, leaving Dark Night’s subordinates to handle the rest. At the villa’s entrance, Caiden was waiting. The moment he saw Daniela approaching, he spoke without hesitation.

“The police said Katrina was stabbed to death.”

As Caiden spoke, he carefully studied Daniela’s expression.

“You don’t seem surprised,” he ventured cautiously, his voice tinged with unease. Truth be told, Caiden was scared.

Daniela’s gaze flicked over him, reading his emotions plainly. She slipped off her shoes and asked, “What exactly are you trying to say?”

Caiden swallowed hard. There was something about her—a quiet menace simmering just beneath the surface. Usually well-concealed, today it seemed more apparent, bubbling closer to the top.

“I don’t mean anything by it. I just hope you don’t get the wrong idea,” he replied, avoiding her gaze. Daniela let out a soft chuckle.

“The wrong idea about what?”

He flinched at her tone.

“I know you never liked Katrina.

You always thought there was something suspicious about your mother’s death.”

Caiden was eager to distance himself from the situation.

“But I swear, whatever happened, I wasn’t involved. It had nothing to do with me!”

His gaze fixed on Daniela, waiting for her reaction.

Daniela entered the room and poured herself a glass of water.

“Is that so? You’re absolutely certain it has nothing to do with you?”

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