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

Chapter 57:

“Have you lost your hearing? Answer the door, now!”

Tears brimming in her eyes, the housekeeper moved towards the door.

“Just how many more people do they intend to bring in?” she muttered to herself, frustrated.

Katrina reclined against Caiden, her fingers teasingly caressing his chest in slow, deliberate circles.

“Daniela’s servant is just too careless. Next time, let me bring in someone more dependable to take care of her. It’s the least we can do to ensure she doesn’t have to deal with such incompetence.”

At her words, Caiden’s expression softened into one of tender affection. He gazed down at her, his admiration palpable, and tenderly pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Katrina, your heart is just so expansive.

You’ve woven yourself into the fabric of this family, yet Daniela hasn’t once called you ‘Mom.’ Still, you think only of her welfare. Truly, making you my wife was the finest decision of my life.”

Katrina’s gaze fluttered downwards, a rosy blush coloring her cheeks.

“I’m simply reflecting the goodness you shower upon me, honey.” Caiden, observing her demure smile, felt a surge of warmth flood his chest. Their eyes locked, brimming with a silent, electric charge.

This was the tableau that greeted Cedric as he arrived. The house buzzed with activity, movers weaving through rooms, while the housekeeper, her cheek puffed and reddened, tear stains marking her eyes, stood at the threshold. She edged closer to Cedric, her voice quivering.

“They’re clearing out the house. Miss Harper is still sleeping.”

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Cedric’s piercing gaze grew stormy, his features setting into a stern mask. Silently, he stepped inside.

The first spectacle to catch his eye was Caiden and Katrina, entwined in an intimate embrace, seemingly unaware of the world around them. This wasn’t even their house—it belonged to Daniela.

Yet there they were, shamelessly engaging in flirtatious banter amidst the bustling movers. Had he not arrived when he did, one could only speculate on the extent of their indiscretions.

Cedric’s eyebrows furrowed, a flash of annoyance crossing his face.

The moment Joyce spotted Cedric, her expression lit up with sheer joy. Overcome with excitement, she blurted out, “Mr. Phillips! Cedric Phillips!”

For someone like her, who seldom encountered individuals of Cedric’s renowned status, meeting him was nothing short of mesmerizing. Rooted to the spot, she could do nothing but stare at him, her eyes wide with admiration as time seemed to slow down around her.

“He’s absolutely stunning,” she muttered to herself in awe, the thought echoing in her mind.

His appearance was striking—sharp features, piercing eyes, flawless in every conceivable way.

Her overt admiration didn’t escape Katrina’s notice. Standing a few feet away, she frowned at her daughter’s lack of subtlety. With a pointed cough, she tried to snap Joyce out of her reverie.

Jolted back to the present, Joyce quickly dabbed at her lips and ran her fingers through her hair to compose herself. She approached Cedric with tentative steps, offering her hand and a bashful smile.

“Hi there, I’m Joyce, Daniela’s sister. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Cedric remained motionless, his hands tucked into his pockets, radiating a chilling aloofness. He gave Joyce a quick, indifferent glance, treating her as if she were merely an inconsequential blur in his field of vision.

A wave of embarrassment washed over Joyce at his dismissive gaze, yet her fascination only deepened. Despite his cold dismissal, her enthusiasm for him remained undiminished.

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