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

Chapter 61:

“Daniela!” Caiden’s voice hardened, his eyes narrowing with a warning edge.

“Mind your words!”

Unfazed, Daniela retorted, “If my memory serves me correctly, you were the one who publicly declared that our father-daughter ties were severed. It was in the newspapers, wasn’t it? Perhaps you’ve forgotten. It’s understandable, considering your lovely new wife and darling daughter are now in the picture. Don’t worry—I saved a screenshot of that announcement. Would you like to see it?” Caiden’s expression tensed visibly.

Undeterred, Daniela pressed on.

“Since we’re nothing to each other anymore, let me ask—what twisted logic made you think bringing your pathetic family into my home was okay?”

Her gaze briefly swept over the housekeeper and then to the movers.

“You’ve hit my staff and started seizing my possessions. So, I must ask—what is this, if not daylight robbery?”

Stepping forward, Joyce interjected sharply, “Daniela, don’t twist this into something terrible! We’re taking your stuff because you actually matter to us!”

Daniela’s frosty expression didn’t waver as she fixed her piercing eyes on Joyce.

“Oh, really? Should I applaud you for that?”

For a moment, Joyce stumbled, her composure cracking like fragile glass.

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Stepping in, Katrina coaxed, “Daniela, you’re being overly harsh. I understand you’re hurt because your father declared he’s cutting ties with you, but consider his age—he can be rash at times. Do you truly want to cling to resentment? Bonds between father and daughter aren’t so easily dissolved by a mere public statement.

You’ve been part of the Harper family for over twenty years—don’t pretend you made it all on your own. Let’s not ruin family ties with needless stubbornness.”

Katrina was the epitome of hypocrisy—sweet on the surface, venomous underneath. Unaware of her duplicity, Caiden absorbed only the words that suited his narrative. He truly thought Katrina was the peacemaker of the family.

His expression hardened further, his eyes locking on Daniela with a freezing intensity. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a spoiled brat who didn’t know how to appreciate anything.

Daniela, however, was no stranger to Katrina’s manipulations. She lifted her hand, signaling an end to the discussion.

“Stop pretending this was all some impulsive mistake. Let’s face it, Dad—you couldn’t wait to cut me loose, could you?”

Caiden was obsessed with his image, and the idea of eating his words, especially with Cedric watching, was utterly humiliating. To concede a mistake in such a scenario was unthinkable. His expression darkened, a storm brewing in his eyes. As he parted his lips to protest, Katrina slid gracefully into the seat next to him, her fingers lightly pressing his, and whispered, “If we upset Daniela, how will we convince her to give those floors to Joyce? She’s your daughter. What’s the point of holding a grudge against her? After all these years of raising her, would you really want to see all your efforts go to waste?”

Caiden’s jaw tightened, a visible tremor of frustration rippling through him.

“Are you suggesting I should just submit to her demands now?”

With a serene smile, Katrina embodied both innocence and empathy.

“She’s your daughter. Is it really that demeaning to yield a little for her? But if the thought is too bitter for you, allow me to be the peacemaker.”

Rising with deliberate grace, Katrina bent forward into a deep, respectful bow.

“Daniela, I accept the blame for everything that has transpired. As your stepmother, I’ve let you down. Please, don’t punish your father for my mistakes. I see you’re upset, and I want to apologize. I’m sorry. Can we move past this and focus on what’s ahead?”

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