Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling! - Chapter 1495
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Chapter 1495:
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Nikolas blinked in disbelief.
“Didn’t she want this cake? Why is she still mad?”
Daniela switched off the TV and rose to her feet.
“She didn’t like dinner tonight and is sulking, insisting on eating from that busy night market on Main Road.”
Nikolas glanced at the clock.
“It’s still early. That market isn’t open yet.”
Daniela shook her head slightly.
“I don’t know, maybe she had a sudden craving. She’ll get over it. Come on, let’s eat.”
Nikolas hurried through a few bites, then grabbed the umbrella and headed out to drive.
The night market was a bit of a drive, but Carol adored it—and often made the trip herself just to grab a bite.
Cedric looked confused.
“She wants it that bad? Doesn’t that place do delivery? Why not just call them instead of driving there?”
Daniela kept eating, her tone even.
“Nikolas knows I’m afraid of it. She’d never intended to keep it from Cedric.”
Cedric’s fork hit the plate with a loud clatter.
“What did you just say?”
Cedric’s face darkened into a stormy scowl.
𝗧𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 g𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀.ⅽ𝗼𝗺
Daniela remained composed, calmly serving Cedric’s favorite food as if nothing had happened.
Cedric’s expression twisted into something vicious.
“We need to kill Nikolas!”
The moment Cedric spoke, Carol’s door slammed open with a bang, fury blazing across her face.
Carol stomped into the room.
“Yes! Our backyard’s big enough to plant Nikolas six feet under!”
Just as Carol’s voice faded, the villa door creaked open.
Damon stood at the entrance, pale and shaking.
“You want to bury Nikolas? Why?”
Daniela answered coolly,
“Nikolas found out I’m squeamish about blood, so we’ve got to shut him up. And now you know too. Go ahead, pick a nice spot in the backyard. I’ll grant your final wish personally.”
Damon looked so terrified he nearly crumpled on the spot.
“I was wondering what my dad wanted me to do. Turns out he figured out your weakness!” Damon’s nerves were unraveling.
“What do we do now?”
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