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

Chapter 586:

Alexander stood frozen, lost in thought, unable to shake off Cedric’s words.

It took him a while to gather himself before he made his way home.

When he walked in, Richard was there, pacing nervously.

“What happened?”

Alexander simply shook his head in response.

Richard was in a state of panic.

“What now? The loan’s interest is piling up every day. Are we really going to declare bankruptcy? Daniela is being so cold to you. It’s just a million! She won’t even lend a hand? I’ll go talk to her myself!”

Alexander gave a hollow, bitter laugh.

“You’re going to ask her for help? Dad, you were never exactly kind to her in the past. Why would she lift a finger now?”

Richard was left speechless, unable to respond. Alexander dragged himself upstairs, each step feeling heavier than the last.

It was clear to him now that Daniela wouldn’t offer any help.

Alexander’s eyes carried a cloud of despair as he made his way back to his room. He sat there in silence for what felt like hours, his mind replaying memories of Daniela.

Daniela had once protected him, brought him home late at night, and was always the first to step up when the company was in jeopardy. It was thanks to her that Bennett Group had flourished.

Yet, her constant support had blinded him to the true extent of her contributions.

Or maybe her deep affection for him had made him forget that she had the power to walk away as well. Even after the divorce, and despite Daniela’s firm stance that their relationship was over, Alexander could never fully accept it.

Deep down, he clung to the belief that a part of her still hesitated to let go. He convinced himself that as long as that flicker of hesitation remained, she wouldn’t simply stand by and do nothing.

But now, confronted with the undeniable truth, he found it hard to accept.

Lowering his gaze, his eyes fell on the contact list on his phone. The screen was filled with names—people he had reached out to over the past weeks. But one name stood out, untouched. He hadn’t dared to call.

He understood that making this call would mean crossing a point of no return.

Still, as much as he hated to admit it, it seemed like there was no other choice left.

Joyce chuckled over the phone.

“Doug’s back, so I don’t have time for you lately. But hey, if you send me a nude photo, it might brighten my day. I’ll call you once I have a look.”

Alexander wasn’t naive. He understood exactly what she was up to—she wanted leverage over him.

“Absolutely not,” he shot back instinctively.noveldrama

“Suit yourself,” Joyce replied with a teasing laugh.

“If I don’t get that photo in five minutes, I’ll move on to something else. The choice is yours. Alexander, have you still not grasped the situation? You’re the one who dialed my number, practically begging me, remember?” Before he could respond, the line went dead with a sharp click.

Standing on the balcony, Alexander felt a cold dread creep over him. A million! It was just a million! Did it really have to come to this? The idea of taking such a photo made his skin crawl. What if it leaked? How could he ever hold his head high again?

But soon, desperation drowned out his hesitation. With his pride in shambles, he snapped the photo. Within five minutes, the photo was sent, and the money hit his account instantly.

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