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

Chapter 472:

Daniela smiled faintly.

“Haven’t you already figured it out?”

Cedric wasn’t as oblivious as Joyce. He likely had his own suspicions and was just waiting for Daniela to confirm them.

“I take care of my own vengeance,” Daniela said with conviction.

Cedric nodded.

“As long as you stay out of real danger, do what you need to do. I’ve got your back. But if you push it too far and risk your safety, I’ll step in.”

For him, that was the one line he wouldn’t cross. His priority was making sure Daniela remained safe.

That day, Caiden boarded a private jet owned by Cedric’s company, his excitement barely contained as he imagined the “work trip” ahead. Just before the plane took off, Cedric asked, “Anything else?”

Caiden waved a hand nonchalantly.

“Just make sure the local branch handles my meals. I’m a bit particular about what I eat.”

With that, Cedric gave him a nod, turned on his heel, and walked away.

When he returned home later, Lillian, who had been waiting for him, gave him a curious glance.

“So, where exactly did you send him off to?”

Cedric’s expression darkened.

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“It was the City of Romance.”

Lillian’s grin widened.

“And now?”

“A desert,” Cedric replied.

On the plane, the moment Caiden realized his actual destination, his face turned pale. He erupted in disbelief, “A desert? Are you kidding me? I came here to enjoy life, not to mess around with sand.”

The plane had already crossed into another country. Up in the sky, no matter how much he shouted, the plane’s course couldn’t be altered.

Katrina believed Caiden was away on a business trip. She thought he had buried himself in work due to financial struggles, so she had no reason to suspect anything. Early that morning, she returned home with a young man in tow.

He appeared to be in his mid-twenties, with a bright smile and dimples that added to his charm, making the whole room light up.

It was the weekend.

Daniela made her way downstairs and saw the young man, who introduced himself as Johan Randall.

“Good morning,” Johan said, his eyes lifting to meet hers with an air of polite familiarity.

Daniela offered Johan only a fleeting glance, her silence speaking volumes.

Katrina hurried over, stepping in to explain, “This is Johan, my nephew. He’ll be staying with us for a few days.” As she took a sip from the glass of juice Cedric had handed her, Daniela allowed a faint smile to play on her lips.

“You seem to have quite the extended family. First, your niece; now, your nephew. Who’s next on the guest list?”noveldrama

Katrina’s smile stiffened, and her jaw tightened.

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