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

Chapter 503:

From that moment, the Bennett family’s chance to rectify their tarnished image was irretrievably lost.

Katrina faced legal consequences for her previous actions. By the time she was released, darkness had enveloped the city.

She attempted to reach Joyce, but her calls went unanswered.

Weighed down by defeat, she trudged back to her home, where she took a long shower and finally collapsed into bed, utterly exhausted.

As she lay in the dim quietude, her mind wandered through a lifetime of calculated maneuvers that had led her to this dismal point.

Drained to her core, Katrina found no solace in rest. The following morning, at the brisk hour of five, she jerked awake, stirred by an unyielding instinct. This time, instead of venturing out, she paused by her bedroom door.

Minutes ticked by until the soft creak of a door pierced the silence.

Her eyes narrowed, suspicion igniting like a flint spark.

Quietly, Katrina twisted the doorknob and peered through the sliver of an opening. From this covert viewpoint, she spied Cedric.

A crease formed between Katrina’s eyebrows as pieces of a disturbing puzzle began to fit together.

Over the ensuing days, she monitored Cedric’s comings and goings with a hawk’s vigilance, her suspicions growing as she uncovered his secret late-night visits to Daniela’s room.

On one such occasion, as she strained to see through the thin crack of her door, a slight noise escaped her. Cedric halted on the staircase, his head snapping in her direction.

Their eyes locked through the narrow gap—his gaze icy and commanding, exuding a dominance that sent an involuntary shiver cascading down Katrina’s spine, even as he was the one cloaked in secrecy.

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The door slammed shut with a resounding crash.

Katrina’s heart raced furiously.

Compared to Cedric’s placid demeanor, she felt exposed, like a guilty child caught in the act of sneaking a cookie. It wasn’t until the familiar hour of her usual breakfast that Katrina gathered enough courage to venture downstairs.

Cedric had returned from his morning jog, his demeanor as serene as a still pond. With her heart in her throat, Katrina approached him.

“Cedric…”

Cedric paused and turned to face her.

“Why were you coming out of Daniela’s room this morning?” Her voice trembled slightly, stark against Cedric’s tranquility.

“Did I?” Cedric’s reply was laced with feigned ignorance.

“Yes, I’ve seen you do it several times.”

Cedric’s eyes narrowed, his gaze cutting through the air like a knife.

“Is there a problem with that?”noveldrama

Katrina bit her lip, struggling to find her words.

“It’s just… Daniela is a woman. It doesn’t seem proper for you to stay in her room overnight, does it?”

Cedric gave a nod, his face an unreadable mask.

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