Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling! - Chapter 659

Chapter 659:

“You’re right about the first part.”

Daniela wouldn’t willingly be with Doug. But what if she thought Doug was Cedric? “I know an expert hypnotist. As for the money, I wouldn’t help unless I had something to gain. After my divorce from Doug, I’ll need a reliable partner. Marry me, and I’ll make sure Bennett Group gets the support it needs, whenever it’s needed.”

Alexander’s face grew more gloomy. He remained silent for a long time.

Seeing his reluctance, Joyce let out a mocking laugh.

“What, you need this long to decide? Are you still attached to Daniela?” Joyce sneered, covering her mouth as a scornful smile spread across her bruised face.

“Since when did you become so sentimental, Alexander? Or do you think I’m not suitable to be your wife? Consider the three hundred million, Alexander. Look at where you stand now. Finding someone like me is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so don’t let it slip by.”

Alexander hesitated, his words tangled in indecision. Impatience etched across Joyce’s face as she leaned forward.

“What’s there to think about? Daniela doesn’t care about your pity. Remember how she treated you when you begged for help?”

Alexander remained silent, gripping his glass of iced water, hoping the chill would settle his restless mind. His thoughts spun in circles, searching for answers that never came. He couldn’t shake the image of Daniela trapped in Doug’s cruelty, unable to escape.

Joyce noticed Alexander’s hesitation and smirked.

“Still clinging to the idea of being with Daniela? To achieve that goal, you must first make her Doug’s woman.”

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Alexander looked at Joyce, confused.

Joyce’s tone remained casual, almost dismissive.

“For ten years, you ignored Daniela, Alexander. That’s not something you can fix with a few kind gestures. Now, she’s on top of the world and sees you as insignificant. If you want to stand by her side again, you’ll have to knock her off that pedestal first. Let her fall so hard that she’s desperate for someone to catch her. That’s when she’ll need you. Do you understand?”

Alexander’s stern expression softened little by little as he listened. Joyce could tell her words were sinking in.

“You’re still planning to marry me, right?” he asked.

“I am, and you don’t need to worry. All I care about is the title of your wife. Once we have a child, I’ll turn a blind eye to anything you do outside of this arrangement. But I have one demand: Daniela cannot bear any children. The Bennett family’s legacy belongs to my son.”

Alexander let the silence stretch between them, his brow furrowed.

“That’s all?” he asked, his voice tinged with doubt.

Joyce offered a slow, deliberate nod.

She had finally come to terms with the mistakes she had made. Katrina had once cleared the path for her success, but she had foolishly wrecked it. Now, she was determined to take control again, convinced it wasn’t too late to set everything right.

Joyce still had a chance to right the ship, hold on to the title of Alexander’s wife, and bask in the comforts of wealth. Her son would inherit the Bennett family’s fortune, ensuring her place in the future.

“So, Alexander, what’s your decision? Are you in?” Joyce let her words hang in the air, her voice carefully measured.

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