Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling! - Chapter 520

Chapter 520:

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Daniela’s cold smile lingered.

“Heartless? Me? I wasn’t always this way. I used to be hopeful, even innocent. Do you remember that? What Joyce suffered today might have been from a knife, but when I lost my mother, the wounds I endured were invisible yet far deeper. Did you ever stop to consider how broken I was back then? Of course not. I didn’t scream or cry, so my pain went unnoticed. I was left to suffer alone, wasn’t I? And yet, you seem to have forgotten someone who once loved me more than life itself. That person died because of you.”

A fiery glint ignited in Daniela’s eyes, her voice steady but charged with fury.

“The question isn’t whether I orchestrated what happened to Joyce. What matters is that I could.

You better hope you weren’t involved in my mom’s death, because if you were, I’ll make sure your fate is far worse than Joyce’s.”

With that, she dismissed him entirely, her attention snapping back to the TV without a second glance. Caiden stood frozen, her words sending an icy jolt straight to his core. His heart raced wildly, and his legs trembled so much he could barely keep himself upright. After a few failed attempts to speak, he finally stammered out a shaky protest.

“I had nothing to do with it. I swear.”

Daniela didn’t even blink in response.

Upstairs, Katrina’s muffled sobs echoed through the halls as she carefully bathed Joyce. A maid descended the stairs, her face pale. She hesitated before telling Caiden, “Sir, the scars are not just on her face. They’re everywhere.”

Her voice dropped to a whisper.

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“Even her most private parts have been carved with the word ‘bitch.'”

Even with the best reconstructive surgery, restoring Joyce’s appearance seemed almost impossible. Caiden found himself stunned yet again. Throughout it all, Daniela sat unbothered, her attention locked on the television as if nothing unusual had happened.

A deep, gnawing fear began to settle in Caiden’s heart. This wasn’t merely fear of Daniela’s influence—it was a bone-deep dread, as if he were staring into the face of a living nightmare.

That night, Katrina stayed upstairs long past midnight, tirelessly caring for a traumatized Joyce. When she eventually came downstairs, exhaustion consumed her, and she nearly crumpled at Daniela’s feet.

“Daniela, I’m begging you, please save Joyce! A hundred million might be a fortune for most, but for you, it’s nothing but just a drop in the ocean.”

Daniela turned off the television, her eyes finally settling on Katrina.

“You’re right, a hundred million doesn’t mean much to me. But tell me, why should I save Joyce?”

Katrina’s voice trembled with desperation.

“If you don’t help, they’ll kill her. They’ve already beaten her, slashed her—her body is covered in scars. They said they’ll sell her if we don’t pay!”

Daniela’s lips curled into a faint smile.

“And what, exactly, does any of that have to do with me?”

Katrina froze, biting her lip to keep herself from breaking down.

“I understand this isn’t your problem, but after all, we’re family, aren’t we?”

Daniela’s response was icy.

“I do have family, but it’s certainly not you. Whether Joyce lives or dies is irrelevant to me.”

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