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

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It was clear they saw Cedric as the true power behind the scenes. To them, Daniela, with her youthful appearance, hardly seemed capable of making waves in the business world.

Paying no heed to their flattery, Cedric pulled out a chair for Daniela, his voice soft as he said, “Have a seat.”

Daniela took her seat.

The eight men chuckled, exchanging knowing glances. “Mr. Phillips, you truly dote on your wife.”

Hackett joined in, laughing. “That’s how it should be! A happy wife means a happy life, after all.”

Marc added with a smirk, “No wonder your company thrives in business. We should take notes from you, Mr. Phillips.”

While they talked, Hackett politely gestured for Cedric to take a seat. Cedric settled into his chair, prompting the eight men across from him to do the same.

Cedric sat with a straight posture, while Daniela’s chair was slightly askew, making it appear as though Cedric alone faced the eight men. With her petite frame almost swallowed by the oversized chair, Daniela faded into the background, easily ignored by the group.

The eight men watched as Cedric poured a glass of water for Daniela, but she shook her head. “I’m not thirsty.”

Setting the glass in front of himself, Cedric offered, “Want to go for a walk later? There’s a new shopping plaza, and I heard they have great snacks. You’ve been craving something sour lately, haven’t you?”

Daniela gave a small nod. “Let’s go once this is done.”

The eight individuals on the other side observed their conversation, exchanging glances as if they weren’t even present.noveldrama

Cedric was known for being difficult to deal with, yet his attentiveness towards Daniela was undeniable.

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If Cedric stayed firm, their backup plan was to target Daniela instead.

In the end, women could always be won over with jewelry, designer clothes, and lavish gifts.

Modern women were all gold diggers anyway. Daniela couldn’t possibly resist the temptation of wealth.

That assumption put them at ease, making them believe the night wouldn’t be a total loss.

They could only hope this business feud would end soon, or the entire association might fall apart.

Unable to hold back any longer, Farley spoke up first. “Mr. Phillips, we’re here not only to reconnect but also to discuss some pressing business matters.”

Sitting upright with an unreadable gaze, Cedric asked evenly, “What business matters?”

Once again, the eight of them exchanged uncertain glances.

Huey let out a small chuckle, took a sip of water, and said, “We’ve met before, haven’t we? At the last charity auction, we both had our eyes on a piece of jewelry, and you eventually…” Clearly, Huey was attempting to butter Cedric up.

Cedric lifted a hand to cut him off. “Apologies, but I have plans to take my wife for a walk later. I’ll give you fifteen minutes. Will that be sufficient?”

The eight men across the table froze in disbelief.

“Fifteen minutes?” Hackett choked out. That wasn’t even enough time for introductions. They had prepared extensive arguments and even planned to invite the couple to a private club later. But faced with Cedric’s detached demeanor, Hackett swallowed his frustration. “Fifteen minutes it is!”

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