Chapter 9

Once a towering symbol of affluence and wealth, the Dawson family had crumbled under Leland's reckless gambit.

Before Freya stood her 18-year-old renegade so-called brother, a blaze of fury in her eyes as she lifted her hand and delivered a resounding slap.

The strike sent Leland reeling with disbelief etched across his face. "You, you hit me?"

The Freya Leland knew was gentle, her voice always laced with a softness, making her an easy target. Yet she stood her ground, her hand still stinging from the contact.

Freya fumed. "Damn right, I hit you! What gave you the audacity to barge into my room?"

was my fault for not stopping Mr. Dawson!" The maid quivered near the doorway,

I please!" Leland's outburst

all Freya needed to understand

too entangled with Kieran to see the chaos Johanna and her

abuse were evident, a silent testament to her suffering. Freya snapped, "The Dawson name may carry weight, but we're not above the law. Since when

threats, his misuse of his status as the Dawson

Her pleas were a heart-wrenching

by the commotion, Johanna hurried upstairs. Seeing her son's swollen face,

was palpable as she rounded on Freya. "How dare you strike your brother? Have you lost your mind? What's your point with all this,

disgraceful behavior, I must truly lack upbringing!" Freya's voice was ice. "Johanna, let's not mince words. Leland isn't my father's biological son. He's of age, yet he breaks into my room and abuses our staff. See for yourself the kind of son you've

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