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

Chapter 857:

Joyce’s heart lurched in surprise. Steeling herself, she approached Daniela cautiously. “What’s so funny?”

Daniela simply continued eating her cherry tomatoes, offering no response.

“Listen, Daniela, whatever happens today has nothing to do with you. Stay out of it!”

Daniela responded casually, “I’m just here to enjoy myself. Carry on.” At Daniela’s words, Joyce’s nerves eased. She was certain Daniela wasn’t the type to lie. Yet, having Daniela see through her so easily was irritating.

Deciding it wasn’t worth arguing, Joyce shifted her focus, her gaze landing on Natalie.

Natalie wore a dress that exuded both elegance and grace, its hem rippling like a glistening stream beneath the lights. The moment Natalie stepped in, Joyce noticed Doug’s eyes locked onto her. Joyce scoffed, observing the scene with icy indifference.

Natalie, known for her refined taste, stood aside holding a glass of red wine, her eyes subtly scanning the room. Only when Doug came near did a slight smile touch her lips. Natalie was certain that today, she would capture Doug’s heart.

She wore an expensive dress, confident it would leave Doug captivated.

“Miss Dury, it’s been ages,” Doug said, standing just within reach. Rather short, he positioned himself perfectly for Natalie to look down at his bald head. She, however, seemed unfazed, offering him a warm smile.

Linden watched from a shadowed corner, his gaze cold.

“Good evening, Mr. Fairburne,” Natalie said, her smile widening when she noticed Doug’s eyes linger on her neckline. “It’s been a long time.” Her greeting carried a weight of unspoken meanings.

Doug’s eyes fixed on Natalie’s face, which resembled Daniela’s, stirring deep emotions within him. He clasped Natalie’s hand, to which she responded with a timid smile, trying to withdraw her hand but without much force.

𝗧𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 g⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺

“Mr. Fairburne, I am not a woman to be taken lightly,” she continued. “If you harbor real feelings for me, you must ask for my hand in marriage.” Overwhelmed by his feelings, Doug nodded eagerly.noveldrama

Natalie fixed her eyes on Doug, her tone firm. “You must not deceive me. I uphold a flawless reputation. If I commit fully to you and you trick me, the shame would be unbearable.”

Doug shook his head immediately. “How could I? I promise you, I’ll divorce Joyce immediately if you choose me.”

A flicker of amusement passed through Natalie’s eyes at his pledge, though she quickly masked it. “But will Joyce consent to that?”

Doug waved it off dismissively. “She’ll have no choice. Don’t worry. Joyce and I have signed an agreement. If we divorce, she gets nothing. She won’t receive a dime unless I pass away. Joyce will be left with nothing but an eviction.”

Upon hearing this, Natalie arched an eyebrow, and her smile subtly grew. Doug, though in his forties, was very conscious of his health. He wasn’t likely to die anytime soon.

Once Natalie became his wife, she eagerly anticipated indulging in Elite Lux’s luxuries, treating them as though they were mere necessities.

A bright smile spread across Natalie’s face as she glanced down, her eyes shimmering with satisfaction as Doug guided her into the elevator.

Their interaction didn’t go unnoticed. Daniela, Cedric, Joyce, and Linden all watched from a distance, each holding their own secret agendas as they observed the unfolding scene. Inside the elevator, the air was thick with intimate tension.

Natalie leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, while Doug eagerly pulled a pack from his pocket and popped a pill into his mouth. Natalie rolled her eyes discreetly.

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