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

Chapter 526:

“Joyce, you’ve got some nerve! Do you even realize how much you’ve dragged our family down? We got delisted because of your scandals. Our business has fallen back fifty years. I can’t even go out in public anymore, and you still have the audacity to ask for money? Why didn’t those goons just finish you off already?”

The line went dead with a sharp click as the call abruptly ended.

Staring at the blank screen of her phone, Joyce was overwhelmed by a deep sense of dejection. With a heavy heart, she pushed open the door to Katrina’s hospital room.

Katrina, looking drained and fragile, caught sight of her and felt a sharp headache building.

“Mom, have you come up with a plan? The debt collectors are going to be here soon.”

Katrina sighed deeply.

“Do you always make me worry so much?”

Joyce stuck her tongue out playfully.

“If you can’t get the full amount, try for half, at least.”

Katrina glanced at Joyce’s foolish expression, wishing she had known better from the very beginning.

“Half is fifty million. Don’t you understand how tight things are right now?”

Joyce’s throat tightened as she swallowed.

“So, what do we do?”

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Sitting on the bed, Katrina glanced at a text from her mother.

“There’s a man named Doug Fairburne. I told him you need money, and he said he’s willing to help. If you keep him company, he’ll transfer the funds right away.”

Katrina furrowed her brow as she switched off her phone. The thought of wealthy people dabbling in shady dealings was nothing new to her. Over the years, she had grown accustomed to her comfortable lifestyle and had no desire to face a harsher reality.

Placing her phone aside with a sigh, Katrina glanced at Joyce and said, “I need to use the restroom.” Joyce got up to assist her mother.noveldrama

Once Katrina was inside, Joyce quickly stepped out, her eyes darting to the phone Katrina had left on the bed.

“Joyce, I need a hand, please,” Katrina called from inside.

“I’m on my way,” Joyce answered hastily, placing the phone back exactly where it had been and heading to help her mother.

When they came back, Joyce sat down and eagerly began peeling an orange for Katrina.

Katrina observed her daughter with a hint of surprise.

“You’re in an unusually sweet mood today, aren’t you?”

Joyce beamed at her.

“You’re my mom. Why wouldn’t I want to take the best care of you?”

Katrina’s face softened into a smile.

Joyce continued, “Mom, you’ve always been there for me, haven’t you? I know I can count on you to keep me safe. I’m so thankful you’re my mom.”

Joyce hardly ever spoke so openly, and it nearly brought Katrina to tears.

That night, Joyce stayed by Katrina’s side, looking after her before heading home. For the first time in a while, Katrina felt genuinely comforted. It felt like her child had finally started to mature, making all the sacrifices she had made feel worthwhile.

When Joyce returned home, she found Daniela immersed in reviewing a pile of reports. A secretary stood beside Daniela, briskly updating her on various work matters.

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