Chapter 218 Wren’s stern voice cut through the air.

“Enough!”

Freya froze, her defiance retreating as quickly as it had appeared.

In her eagerness to outmaneuver Elizabeth, she’d forgotten one crucial fact—Wren wasn’t someone you crossed lightly.

As a distant relative of the James family, Freya knew her place and wasn’t in a position to reprimand Wren’s granddaughter-in-law.

The mood of the crowd shifted; their previous whispers about Elizabeth turned into quiet critiques of the Myers family.

Remarks about their struggling business and Freya’s lack of decorum fluttered through the air like leaves caught in an unforgiving wind.

Freya felt the sting of their judgment.

She glanced around, searching for support, her eyes landing on Lily.

drawn to Albin, who was tapping away

she

gracefully toward the villa,

steeled herself, turning toward

voice became sweet as honey as

took an exaggerated

relaxed, letting out a dramatic sigh as

You move so silently—you nearly gave me

are you,

off guard by the

she not graceful, not

decided to let it

a rare opportunity to get closer to

with forced patience, “Who are you texting?

at his phone, a quirky profile picture making

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