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

Chapter 1041:

Daniela attempted to evade the blow, but her pregnant state hindered her agility.

A sharp pain shot through her shoulder, followed by the overpowering smell of a noxious substance, causing her to faint.

When consciousness returned, she found herself confined in the storage room outside the villa.

Her wrists were bound to the bedpost, and the room reeked of gasoline. Just as she gathered the breath to scream, the figure in black flicked a lighter, igniting the room in flames.

Instantly, the room was consumed by fire.

As the fire raged around her, Daniela’s coughs filled the air—desperate and harsh.

The figure watched from outside, his voice cold and threatening. “Daniela, this is your doing. You were too much of a threat!”

“Who are you?”

From afar, Cedric noticed someone lurking outside the storage room. He slammed on the accelerator, jumped from his car, and saw a figure scaling the wall.

He wanted to chase him but was halted by Daniela’s faint cries.

With a heavy heart, he dashed toward the blazing flames. Moments later, the sound of an explosive boom shattered the air.

Days passed.

“Daniela Harper, CEO of Elite Lux, died in a horrific fire. Cedric Phillips of Phillips Group is critically injured and remains unconscious,” the news reported.

𝙍𝖊𝗅𝗂𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖼𝖾: g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝘰𝘮

Time moved on.

“In the wake of Daniela Harper’s death, Elite Lux has halted all domestic operations, with Cedric Phillips still in a coma.” Weeks turned into months.

“Devastated by his wife’s death, Cedric Phillips resigns as CEO of Phillips Group.” Alexander stood in front of the towering Elite Lux building, his heart heavy with loss.

He had hoped his efforts would mend things between them, allowing for a new beginning with Daniela.

He could never have foreseen such a catastrophic conclusion. Night after night, Alexander sought refuge in bars, nursing his grief. Three years passed.

He stumbled upon a new advertisement from Elite Lux.

Something about the image struck him—a silhouette that seemed eerily familiar.

In that instant, a surge of adrenaline rushed through Alexander’s veins. The commercial was fleeting—only seconds long—but within that brief window, a familiar silhouette flickered on the screen.

Had he not known that figure so well, it would have slipped past his eyes like a ghost in the wind.

Gripping the remote tightly, Alexander played the fragment on repeat, obsessively looping it over and over.

Even after watching it so many times, his emotions remained overwhelming. It was the sting of regret, the bitter taste of knowing all his past efforts had crumbled into nothing.

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