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

Chapter 1094:

Seated at a distance, Alexander leaned towards Carol and asked, “What are they talking about?”

Carol didn’t bother to respond.

Across from Daniela, Josie sat stiffly, her hands gripping her knees as she fidgeted anxiously. “I was so busy this afternoon. I’m sorry I didn’t have time to talk earlier.”

Daniela took a slow sip of water, her gaze drifting to the window. The sky threatened rain. “Does Cedric know you’re here?”

Josie lowered her head. “He doesn’t. Actually, when he came to me a few days ago to learn how to make a dish you used to love, I realized you had returned. How have you been? Have you recovered?”

Josie studied Daniela, who sat across from her. Daniela felt different now—colder, distant. She used to smile. Now, it was as if she had forgotten how.

“Do you remember anything from before?” Josie asked anxiously, staring into her eyes.

“No. I don’t remember,” Daniela said evenly.

Josie let out a small breath of relief—until Daniela’s next words cut through the air. “The child is gone.”

Josie flinched, her body trembling. Her wide eyes met Daniela’s, stunned by the cold sharpness in them. Her lips quivered, but no words came out.

Daniela’s voice remained eerily steady. “He was five months along. They told me it was a boy. But in the explosion, amid the smoke and fire, he was gone.”

Josie’s face drained of all color.

Daniela tilted her head slightly, her voice devoid of emotion. “If there had been no explosion, my child would be three years old now. Cedric has good genes—he would have been a handsome little boy, don’t you think?”

Josie squirmed, her hands gripping the edge of her seat as if trying to steady herself. “I don’t know.”

“I nearly died. Ryan, Lillian, and Cedric were all seriously injured. What kind of grudge could drive someone to do that?” Daniela leaned in slightly, her gaze pinning Josie in place. “It feels like someone wanted to wipe us all out. Who do you think it could be?”noveldrama

Josie’s entire body trembled, as if she might collapse right there.

“I’ve gone over it countless times. I designed the security system at my villa myself—there shouldn’t have been any weaknesses.”

Daniela’s voice was calm, steady—too steady. It was as if she were narrating a stranger’s tragedy, not her own.

But Josie knew better. She had spent three years cooking for Daniela, watching her every day. Once upon a time, Daniela had confided in her, sharing both her joys and heartaches. That was why Josie understood—the quiet fury buried beneath Daniela’s unshaken exterior ran deep.

But despite it all, Daniela went on. “And yet, someone managed to plant such a powerful bomb in my home. Who do you think could have done that? I don’t remember much from before. But someone told me you practically raised Cedric—treated him like your own son. You must have been looking forward to his child’s arrival, weren’t you? I also heard that when your son struggled to find work, it was Cedric who took him under his wing, taught him, helped him stand on his own. Later, I personally gave him a promising project—the very one that turned him into the boss people admire today.”

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