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

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Daniela glanced at him with indifference, her expression as if he were just another stranger.

“What kind of deal are you proposing?”

“If this business works out, I’ll give you a twenty percent commission. That’s about five million. How does that sound?”

Daniela responded coolly, “I refuse. Elite Lux doesn’t deal with small projects.”

Alexander had expected that response before approaching her. He bit his lip and glanced briefly at Cedric, who was standing a few steps away. He turned back to Daniela, taking a deep breath before asking, “What about me?”noveldrama

Daniela was taken aback, confused by his sudden words.

“I’ll give myself in exchange for the million. I don’t mind serving you, even alongside Cedric. Whatever you want from me, I’ll do it. No time limit, no boundaries. I just need that million. Does that work for you?”

Daniela was stunned. She never expected Alexander to make such a proposition. The once-proud Alexander, who used to refuse to tip less than a thousand, had clearly fallen far since his divorce from Joyce.

“Daniela… The outfit I wore to your office the other day…

You didn’t notice it, but I can wear it again if you prefer. I’ll do whatever you ask, as long as I get that million. A million isn’t much to you. I’m willing to stay by your side, even if you end up with someone else later. I won’t make a fuss or cause any issues.

You can think of me as someone at your service. Does that sound good?”

Just as Cedric turned his head, he caught sight of Alexander kneeling before Daniela. He lowered himself slowly, his forehead gently resting against the tip of Daniela’s high-heeled shoe. His body language screamed complete submission.

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Cedric frowned but stayed silent. He stood there, his eyes carefully watching Daniela. People often had things they could not get when they were young. And when they finally had the means, they strived to make up for that regret.

It wasn’t always about deep affection; sometimes, it was simply the persistence of obsession. It was their way of flaunting their newfound success. Cedric had encountered many individuals like this. He couldn’t judge if it was right or wrong—it was just a personal choice. But he knew Daniela was different from the rest.

True to form, a moment later, Daniela asked, “Are you serious right now?” A smile crept across Cedric’s face, the tension within him loosening.

Alexander, still kneeling on the floor, remained motionless.

“You want me to give you money and watch you wear something like that? Alexander, what are you even thinking? I can’t make sense of it, and frankly, I couldn’t care less. It doesn’t just annoy me—it disgusts me.”

With that, Daniela turned and walked away. She made her way over to Cedric and asked, “Do you have a spare pair of shoes in the car?”

Cedric fetched a pair from the trunk, and once Daniela changed into them, she tossed the heels Alexander had touched straight into the trash. She then climbed into the car without a second thought. Cedric made a move to follow but hesitated for a brief moment before heading toward Alexander.

Alexander, using his knees for support, gradually rose to his feet.

“Do you understand where you messed up?” Cedric inquired.

“She’s not Joyce, nor you, nor anyone from that crowd outside. Daniela has a sharp mind, and by using tactics like this, you’re completely underestimating her. This will only end poorly for you. With Daniela, it’s already too late.”

After delivering his words with cold finality, Cedric turned away with a sense of dignity and left without a glance back.

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