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.

focus was elsewhere, drawn to Albin, who was tapping

and she sensed an

gracefully toward the villa, Freya’s gaze lingered on

hesitated, then steeled herself, turning

sweet as honey as she called

an exaggerated step

he relaxed, letting out

You move so silently—you nearly gave me a heart attack sneaking

are you,

blinked, caught off guard

she not graceful, not

she decided to

rare opportunity to get closer to Albin, and

in her frustration, she asked with forced patience, “Who

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