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

Chapter 945:

Bruno slowly rose to his feet, his voice sharp. “So, you went behind our backs and met with Cedric.”

Farley’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “You told me your eldest daughter was the perfect match for my son. You even said they should get engaged after Christmas.”

Marcus narrowed his eyes. “You were the one who made it clear—no one was supposed to contact Daniela or Cedric alone.”

Huey let out a scornful laugh. “Hackett, you really are something else. Trying to make a secret deal with Cedric? Looks like he played you instead.”

Hackett stumbled back a step, his face pale. Disbelief flickered across his features, then dread.

He had built his empire in the entertainment industry, where the illusion of female empowerment had been a gold mine. But with this scandal, every actress, model, and brand tied to him would be dragged down as well.

Graves Group was spiraling toward disaster.

That night, under the cover of darkness, Hackett visited Alexander again, his hands full of extravagant gifts.

That evening, Alexander was at home. In his study, a partition still divided the room.

This time, Hackett didn’t argue about it as he had before. He was already backed into a corner, with the public turning against him. Even the association members were keeping their distance.

He had to fight back, and hard.

“Alexander, please, you have to help me! That recording going around online is a complete lie! Cedric fabricated the whole thing—I had nothing to do with it. Cedric is ruthless! He showed up at my family, and all I did was introduce my daughter to him. That’s it! But now he’s twisting everything. The worst part? I never even said those things! It’s all slander!”

𝗢𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: 𝗀Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

On the other side of the partition, Alexander sat at his desk, leisurely pouring himself a cup of coffee.

Hackett, sweating, glanced at the partition, trying to push past it, but the bodyguards stopped him.

He wiped a shaky hand across his forehead. “Alexander, if you help me get through this, consider it a favor you can cash in anytime. What do you say?”

Silence stretched between them, until a soft, mocking chuckle drifted from the other side of the partition. “You can barely keep yourself afloat right now. What makes you think your favor is worth anything to me?”

Hackett’s jaw clenched. He pulled a check from his pocket and held it up. “This is just a small token of my gratitude. Once this whole mess is taken care of, I promise you’ll be repaid tenfold.” The bodyguard carried the check over to Alexander, who barely spared it a glance. “I need you to agree to one condition.”

Hackett’s pulse stuttered. “What condition?”

Alexander’s voice was smooth but unyielding. “Once this crisis is over, you’ll resign from the association, and I’ll take over as president.”

Hackett’s forced smile twitched. His original plan had been to let Alexander take the role temporarily, only to rally the other seven members and force him out once the dust settled.

Alexander gave him no time to dwell on it. “The other seven must step down with you.”

Hackett’s fingers curled into fists. This wasn’t just a minor concession—this was handing over an empire he had spent years cultivating. He drew in a sharp breath, barely masking his frustration. “Don’t you think you’re asking for too much?”

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