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?"

It was my fault for not stopping Mr.

Leland's outburst sent the maid reeling, her

Freya needed to understand the depth of Leland's

Kieran to see the chaos Johanna and her

her to her feet. The marks of 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

longed to escape, trapped by Leland's threats, his misuse of his status

me leave!" Her pleas were a

upstairs. Seeing her son's swollen face,

Freya. "How dare you strike your brother? Have you lost your mind? What's your point with all this, calling off the engagement and now this

brother means tolerating such 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

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