Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling! - Chapter 599

Chapter 599:

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He never imagined Joyce would be so audacious. Joyce giggled, the foul stench from her mouth unmistakable.

She didn’t care. Grabbing a glass of water, she downed it along with the disgusting fluid without hesitation. Alexander stood off to the side, watching the entire scene unfold, his stomach twisting with unease. Finally, he couldn’t hold it anymore and rushed to the bathroom, vomiting.

Joyce listened to Alexander gagging in the bathroom, and her expression grew more distant.

However, just as he came out, the coldness in her eyes melted away, replaced by amusement.

“Alexander, what’s the matter? Can’t take it?”

Alexander’s brow furrowed as he prepared to leave. But Joyce didn’t stop him; instead, she lit a scented candle.

When she turned back, she saw him standing by the door, unsure whether to stay or go, and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Why aren’t you leaving? Is it because you haven’t gotten the money yet? Seems like your pride isn’t worth much. If you actually left, I might even admire you.”

Alexander stood stiffly, feeling torn.

Joyce leaned back on the sofa, her voice soft but commanding.

“Come here.”

Her tone was like that of someone calling a pet to come.

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Alexander didn’t move right away, and Joyce wasn’t in a hurry either.

She stretched out lazily, starting a game on her phone—it was one made by Daniela’s gaming company. The sound of gunfire from the game echoed through the room, and Alexander couldn’t help but think Joyce was nuts.

When the round wrapped up, Alexander finally walked to her.

Joyce didn’t look surprised at all. She gestured for him to sit on the sofa, then casually draped her legs across his lap.

“Give them a good rub.”

Alexander’s expression darkened.

“Aren’t you worried Doug will find out?”

Joyce burst out laughing. She laughed so hard she had to hold her stomach, unable to stop.

“Worried? Not at all. And you’re not either, are you, Alexander? Otherwise, what are you doing here? Seriously, stop acting all high and mighty with me. At the end of the day, we’re both cut from the same cloth.”

Joyce caught the disapproval in Alexander’s furrowed brow when she mentioned “we’re both cut from the same cloth.”

A smirk tugged at her lips as her confidence grew. She loved the feeling of getting under his skin, especially when it came to someone like Alexander.

“Alexander, do you even understand why Daniela chose Cedric in the end?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Joyce felt a little more pressure on her legs. It wasn’t painful, just a subtle discomfort, but she didn’t mind it.

There was something twisted about the way she enjoyed seeing Alexander’s strained expression.

“You’re so full of yourself.

You always think the world revolves around you. When Daniela came back, you were convinced she still loved you. But Cedric? He was different. He made her his world. He put everything into her, and no woman can resist that kind of devotion. While you were still stuck in your ways, Cedric had already claimed her heart.”

For a moment, Alexander’s hands stopped moving, and his eyes grew cold, locking onto her. A flash of something dark passed through his gaze—murderous, even.

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