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

Chapter 55:

Daniela set the towel down and clipped her earrings on. Her tone remained calm and light as she said, “Looks like it’s time to confront my family.”

Ten minutes later, in the downstairs living room, Joyce reclined on the couch, her tone overly sweet as she bossed the housekeeper around.

“These fruits are exquisite. Pack up a box for me to take home. And the fruit platter—it’s stunning. I need to know where you found it. I’ll take that too. Oh, and see that little table over there? It’s just perfect for night snacks. Fold it up for me, will you?”

While issuing her orders, Joyce wandered over to the large fish tank.

The housekeeper, visibly stressed, hurried over with a forced smile.

“Ms. Holt, these fish are a special gift from Mr. Phillips. I’ve heard each one is valued at over twenty thousand dollars.”

Joyce’s interest piqued, and she glanced at Katrina, who immediately understood her intentions.

Leaning on Caiden’s arm, Katrina remarked, “Just look at Daniela’s lavish setup here. This tank alone must be worth a fortune. She really indulges herself, doesn’t she?”

Caiden scoffed, “She doesn’t know the first thing about living sensibly. Joyce, if you fancy it, we can have someone come and collect the entire tank later.”

Joyce’s smile widened, clearly pleased. She had to acknowledge, Daniela was not only wealthy but also had an exceptional eye for style. Everything in the house was curated with elegance.

Eyeing a nearby cabinet, Joyce’s smile turned cunning.

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“Dad, I’d like that cabinet as well. It would be perfect in our place.”

The housekeeper’s heart sank.

“This cabinet is another gift from Mr. Phillips. It’s crafted from rare rosewood and was acquired at an auction. It’s not really something we can just give away.”

Katrina chuckled lightly, turning to Caiden.

“Daniela may be thriving in her career, but it seems her staff doesn’t quite understand. We’re all family here. Why should there be such boundaries among us?”

Caiden’s expression hardened as he faced the housekeeper, his voice dropping to an icy, authoritative timbre.

“I’m her father. Whatever I desire, she should be willing to provide. Even if I demanded this entire building, she’d have no choice but to comply—let alone a mere cabinet.”

The housekeeper bowed her head submissively.

“Yes, sir.”

Emboldened by Caiden’s declaration, Joyce’s demeanor swelled with arrogance. She swept her hand across the room, pointing at the lavish furnishings as if compiling a wish list for an extravagant shopping spree.

Turning to Caiden with a gleeful grin, she said, “Dad, I’ll arrange for movers to collect these items. And while we’re at it, could you convince Daniela to refurbish the 18th to 20th floors for me? I want them styled just like this.”

The housekeeper’s eyes bulged, her mind reeling at the audacity. These people were beyond belief. Her gaze darted toward the staircase, hoping Daniela would appear soon.

Anxiety tightened her chest. If Daniela didn’t intervene quickly, they’d empty the entire house.

Just as panic threatened to overwhelm her, a firm knock echoed through the room. A flicker of hope sparked across the housekeeper’s face, half-expecting it to be Lillian, whose gutsy demeanor might help defuse the escalating situation.

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