804 I Don’t Need Another Suitor

Hayley’s POV:

“That’s right,” I sneered, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “I’m not as bold as you. You’re the kind that dreams recklessly and acts without restraint.”

Freya’s expression darkened at that, but with Truman and all the guests watching, she didn’t have the guts to lash out at me.

The thought of it made me want to laugh.

Despite whatever crossed her mind, she quickly switched back to her eager, expectant self and turned to Truman with bright enthusiasm. “Truman, this is my sister Michelle’s big day. Let’s head into one of the rooms to talk.”

As she spoke, she stepped forward to take Truman’s arm.

But before she could touch him, Truman casually lifted his arm, evading her with practiced ease.

“Ms. Freya, please have some self–respect.” Truman’s expression turned cold.

Freya’s hand froze awkwardly in mid–air, and the smile on her face stiffened. She forced a laugh and tried to play it off. “Truman, you’re such a tease.”

I’m joking?” Truman looked at her blankly. “Do I

father you wanted me to be your

indifferent nod, as if something finally clicked. “I thought the

a collective

her head in shame, I let out a

me, seeing him put a devil like Freya in her place wasn’t entirely a

down on me so much, why did you show up with a gift asking for my hand

proposing to you?” Truman gave her a cold, mocking smile. “You really

him made Freya instinctively shrink back several steps. Her mouth hung open, but she was too in idated to speak a

fixed her with a cold, cutting stare for less than two seconds before suddenly turning to me with a look of deep

rippled through the crowd, followed by

how humiliating

see

tsk, a woman who moves on right after her fiancé dies… There

of the Sanders, yet she thinks she can end up with Truman. He’s the kind of man every elite she–wolf dreams of claiming as their mate. Why would he ever choose

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