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

Chapter 1165:

Just then, his phone buzzed—a message from the Bennett family. Everything was set. All that was left was for him to bring Daniela to the hotel. Nikolas smirked.

“What are you laughing at?” Cedric snapped, catching the icy amusement flickering across Nikolas’ face.

“Was I?” Nikolas asked, feigning innocence.

Cedric’s gaze turned sharp as a blade. “If I were you, I wouldn’t do anything reckless.”

First Daniela, now Cedric? Nikolas clenched his jaw, irritation bubbling beneath the surface.

“Oh? And if I do, what exactly will you do about it?”

The warmth Cedric usually reserved for Daniela had vanished. In its place was a glacial, merciless aura. “You’re in Olisvine now. Stir up trouble here, and don’t expect your people in Oiscoll to save your ass.”

Nikolas stiffened, caught off guard.

Maybe it was because he’d grown used to Cedric’s gentle smiles around Daniela, but this side of him? It was unsettling.

Without another word, Cedric grabbed a fruit knife from the table and strode toward the kitchen.

Nikolas shut his eyes, exhaling sharply.

Damn it all!

This family was nothing but a den of troublemakers.

Did they honestly believe he was afraid of them?

Once Ghost arrived, he’d make sure Daniela learned her place.

That very day, Ghost set foot in Olisvine.

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“You made it! My father doesn’t know, does he?” Nikolas asked.

Ghost didn’t acknowledge the question. “Where’s the target?” he asked instead.

Nikolas led Ghost to the villa. Being the weekend, Daniela was home.

She lounged in the living room, eyes fixed on the TV screen.

Ghost peered through the vast floor-to-ceiling window, scanning the interior.

His brows knitted together in a deep frown.

“Who’s the target? The man or the woman?” he asked.

To Nikolas, it didn’t matter.noveldrama

Without hesitation, he ordered, “Take them both out.”

Ghost shook his head. “I won’t do it.”

Nikolas froze, momentarily speechless. Then, after a beat, he let out a sharp laugh.

“You can’t be serious. You’re the top assassin working under my father, and you’ve never turned down a request before. Is it because you’re hiding something from him that you’re refusing to help me now?”

Ghost’s expression remained unreadable. “I won’t do it. I’m leaving.”

“What?” Nikolas’ amusement vanished. “You can’t be serious. Don’t mess with me. They’re nothing to you—taking them down should be effortless. Look at the woman. Her arms are so thin. The man might be tough, but you could still take them both easily.”

Ghost’s voice remained steady. “The man, I can kill. The woman—I won’t.”

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