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

Chapter 14:

With a firm nod, the secretary confirmed, “Yes, Mr. Phillips. They’ve completed the divorce proceedings.”noveldrama

A ripple of curiosity surged through the room, stirring the appetites of the executives who thrived on company gossip.

Divorce? Who got divorced? What in the world was happening?

Cedric abruptly stood and declared, “That concludes today’s meeting. Kevin, arrange the next flight out to Elite Lux for me.”

The room fell silent, shock etching the faces of the executives. After Cedric left, an executive, driven by a blend of confusion and curiosity, reached out and grasped Kevin’s arm.

“This is unprecedented! A five-minute meeting? Where is Mr. Phillips off to so urgently?”

With a sly grin, Kevin responded, “If everything goes as planned, Mr. Phillips will be walking down the aisle in no time.”

His words hung in the air, leaving a trail of astonishment among the listeners.

“Yes, I love Alexander!”

“I was behind that fire! I instructed someone to douse the place with gasoline, and I was the one who set it ablaze. I intended to ruin your wedding to Alexander!”

“So what if you’re Dad’s biological daughter? Anything you own, I’ll snatch it away!”

“Daniela, does it even matter that you’re Dad’s biological child? Look at yourself, kneeling before me. And what good will your cloud surveillance footage do, Daniela? No one’s going to believe you anyway!”

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“Your wedding is just the start. By the time I’m done, your whole life will be in shambles!”

Suddenly, the hashtag #TruthOfTheBrideInFire skyrocketed to prominence on social media. Audio clips mingled with visuals of a blazing inferno circulated rapidly across various platforms.

Joyce was in the midst of a high-stakes executive meeting between Bennett Group and Harper Group when the controversial video caught her eye.

In a flurry of panic, she inadvertently pressed the play button, and instantly, her harsh and biting voice echoed through the conference room.

Upon realizing her blunder, she looked up to see over a hundred executives from both corporations fixed on her, their faces etched with loaded glares.

Joyce’s cheeks flushed a deep scarlet as she frantically waved her hands, exclaiming, “That wasn’t my voice! This is slander! It’s a setup by Daniela to destroy my reputation.

You see now—how malevolent she is! I’m contacting the police immediately!”

Half an hour later, an in-depth professional analysis of the video and audio surfaced online. The findings confirmed that the audio and surveillance footage were indeed genuine, with no signs of alteration or manipulation.

This disclosure struck Joyce like a brutal reprimand.

At last, Alexander grasped the true implications of Daniela’s earlier statement—people should pay the price for their mistakes.

But the fallout was merciless—Joyce faced an online storm of hatred, her name dragged through the mud.

“Unbelievable! I’ve never seen such audacity from a stepdaughter!”

“The audacity to make the real daughter kneel? I can’t decide if it’s cruel or just plain ridiculous.”

“And really, what gave Joyce the nerve to start a fire at her stepsister’s wedding? So Daniela was the bride caught in the fire? All that slander, all those accusations, and now it’s clear she did nothing wrong. How embarrassing for them.”

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