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

Chapter 481:

“There’s nothing left! Joyce, I’m warning you! Dump that worthless Milo, or don’t bother calling me your mother ever again!”

With those final words, Katrina whirled around and stormed back into the villa, slamming the door with such force that it made Johan startle in the background. Meanwhile, Daniela remained engrossed in the television, utterly indifferent.

Standing by the door, Katrina gazed at Daniela’s composed figure and felt a surge of frustration. Why couldn’t she have a daughter as remarkable as Daniela? Why was her own daughter ensnared in foolishness? All the dreams she had harbored for Joyce crumbled to dust, all her efforts rendered futile.

Katrina stepped into the room and murmured a sincere “Thank you” to Daniela.

Daniela offered Katrina a fleeting glance but chose to remain silent.

She kept to herself the fact that Katrina had prompted her to withhold the dividends, understanding well that anger, when allowed to fester and boil over time, could erupt with devastating effect. This was when the results were most profound.

Daniela maintained her composure, serene and unruffled, while nearby, Johan queried, “When are we going to share a meal together?”

Leaning her chin on her hand with a soft smile, Daniela replied, “There will be an opportunity soon.”

That evening, as Daniela graced the banquet, she couldn’t help but notice Joyce had brought Milo along. With a sharp click of her tongue, Lillian shook her head.noveldrama

“Milo really has a way with Joyce, charming her into bringing him here.”

Ryan chimed in, “I heard Milo gave Joyce the cold shoulder, pushing her to borrow money at steep rates just to appease him. He insisted on coming here, and Joyce, fearful of upsetting him, complied.”

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Daniela chuckled.

“It seems Joyce’s affair is the talk of our circle now, isn’t it?”

“Absolutely. Milo’s playing Joyce like a fiddle, using her to pave his path to more affluent connections. He’s quite proud of his manipulations and doesn’t shy from flaunting them. Tragically, Joyce is blinding herself to the reality, trapping herself with no way out.”

With a spark of curiosity, Lillian leaned in and questioned, “What’s so special about Milo that Joyce is this crazy about him?”

Ryan cast a glance towards Lillian, remarking with a hint of intrigue, “To thrive in this business, one must possess a certain charm. I’ve heard he’s damn good when it comes to the bedroom.”

Overhearing the conversation, Cedric turned his gaze sharply towards Daniela.

Lillian grasped Daniela’s arm.

“Come, let’s see for ourselves what kind of man Joyce has managed to snag.” With little resistance, Daniela found herself swept along by Lillian’s enthusiasm.

They approached cautiously, halting a few paces away to observe.

Milo Brewer, the man linked with Joyce, had an androgynous appeal that blurred the lines of gender. His demeanor shifted intriguingly with his gaze—pitiful when cast downward, yet mysteriously captivating when he looked up.

His eyes, when he fixed them on someone, shimmered with a profound affection that was hard to ignore.

Standing tall at six feet three inches, Milo’s heritage was a tapestry of diverse ancestries, highlighted by his striking blue eyes that seemed to capture and reflect every flicker of light.

After a thorough appraisal, Lillian affirmed with a nod, “It’s no mystery why Joyce is so enchanted; he’s truly a remarkable sight.”

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