Chapter 8

The following morning, Kieran descended the stairs to find the servant packing luggage, furrowing his brow in confusion. "What's going on here?"

"Mr. Sutton, these are Ms. Dawson's belongings. She called yesterday, saying she would move out and asked us to pack her things and send them over."

As he stared at the suitcases before him, the image of Freya briefly flashed through his mind. Freya would have prepared breakfast by then, eagerly waiting for him to come downstairs. She would then pull out a chair for him and start a conversation about trivial matters. Today, her absence felt oddly significant.

Realizing he was thinking about Freya, Kieran coldly ordered, "Pack them up quickly. I don't want to see this mess!"

The servant answered, "Yes, Mr. Sutton."

Kieran settled into a living room chair. Noticing the empty table, he grumbled, "Isn't breakfast ready yet?"

"My apologies, Mr. Sutton. Usually, Ms. Dawson is the one preparing breakfast. Our new housekeeper isn't quite familiar with the routine..."

have to get to work." Kieran

housekeeper served him a plate of toast, scrambled eggs,

the simple breakfast with

Sutton." The housekeeper looked visibly scared,

and don't start my day with meat. Is this what I pay you

was scared out.

Sutton, she's new. I'll have her make something

up, and his expression

Audrey emerged from her bedroom, instantly understanding why her grandson was upset. She said, "Freya used to make breakfast personally, waking up at four a.m. to prepare those exquisite pastries. We used to

Hearing this, Kieran frowned.

Kieran refused to believe that he couldn't survive without Freya, who had only been in

to work,"

will go to the Dawson family this instant and apologize. If Freya doesn't forgive you, don't bother coming back

now!" There was

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