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

Chapter 1121:

Jack stood guard by the door, sneaking glances behind him every few seconds as if worried she might slip away unnoticed.

Carol, after watching in amusement, turned to the utterly baffled Joyce. “And you were just saying she had to convince him to take a walk?”

Joyce shut her eyes for a second, irritation flickering across her face. What a brat! Whose kid was he supposed to be?

Just as Joyce turned to the stairs, Daniela’s door creaked open, and Jack’s face lit up with anticipation. “Daniela, can I come to work with you?”

“Not happening.”

“Fine then, I’ll just wait for you to get home after work.”

As Daniela stepped out, Jack hurried over, holding out her shoes. “Be careful out there.”

Tasha watched the exchange, shaking her head. If someone didn’t know any better, they’d think Jack was Daniela’s own child.

The moment Daniela and Carol were out the door, Joyce stomped over to Jack, her patience wearing thin. “You traitor!”

“Mom, guess what? Daniela is incredible! She knows every single flower in the garden!”

Joyce huffed, clearly unimpressed. “I know them too.”noveldrama

“But she also knows all the myths and legends behind them! She’s amazing! And she told me that even if the kids at school don’t like me, it doesn’t matter. I should love myself first! Once I do that, people will start liking me too.”

Joyce’s brows knitted together. “What? The kids in your class don’t like you?”

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Jack shook his head. “I told them I’m a rich heir and that I’ll inherit all of Aunt Daniela’s wealth. They look down on me, push me around, even hit me. But, Mom, I was just repeating what you told me!”

Joyce pressed her lips into a thin line. “You’re right, sweetheart. They don’t deserve to play with you. Later, ask Daniela to tell you more stories. And we’ll get you into a private school. The kids there are well-mannered. They won’t ignore you.”

Jack’s face turned serious. “But she said she won’t send me to a private school. She said we’re not even family, so she doesn’t have to.” Rage flared in Joyce’s eyes the second she heard that.

She shot to her feet and turned to Caiden. “Dad, do you hear the nonsense Daniela is filling Jack’s head with?”

Jack beamed, completely unbothered.

Daniela played with him, talked to him, and even promised that if he behaved, she’d teach him how to shatter glass with a single slap—just like she did yesterday.

To him, Daniela was a friend. And Daniela was the most beautiful person in the world. Beautiful people could be forgiven for anything.

Joyce had no clue that her son had a weakness for pretty faces.

She stood in the middle of the living room, practically steaming with fury.

Jack eyed his mother’s fiery glare, a sigh of regret forming in his chest.

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