The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 32

Eloise seemed almost frantic in her defense of Freya, but her words only fanned the flames of Kieran's anger.

'Fancy that? Freya is nothing but a gold digger! First, she latched onto me. Now, she's set her sights on Ronan as her next target. No wonder she's been less attentive and flattering towards me recently.' Thinking this, Kieran's gaze turned even icier. Oh, Freya, she had been quite the eye-opener for him!

"Let's go." Kieran didn't spare another glance at Freya and Ronan, pulling Eloise into the auction hall instead.

On the other side, Ronan allowed Freya to loop her arm through his, speaking coldly, "You're my date tonight. If I make a move, you follow no questions asked, okay?"

"Mr. Beckett, we're both businesspeople. Since I'm your date for the evening, shouldn't you pick up the tab for my expenses?"

"You're my date, not my girlfriend."

Freya feigned difficulty and said, "But Kieran used to spend money on me. In terms of personal charm, Mr. Beckett, you wouldn't want to lose to Kieran, would you?" "Are you trying to provoke me?"

"Why would I..."

"You win."

apparent that this auction was different from the rest, with

were Kieran and Ronan, causing a stir by being present,

it seems there's something between Ms. Dawson and Mr. Beckett..."

Freya sat directly across from them, ensuring they were in each other's

Ronan chatting and laughing, Kieran's tone grew dangerously cold, "Freya's doing quite

mimicking Eloise, playing the dutiful girl in front of his grandmother, and loudly declaring her wish to break off their engagement, only to seek his grandmother's favor over and over. But then, she was cozying up to Ronan, even having her stepmother come to him to apologize and seek

gritted his teeth. 'Is she taking

Freya could feel a chilling gaze on her, making her skin

how Kieran feels seeing you

love to end our engagement. If my family

"Believe it or not, I bet Kieran plans to take over the Dawson Group within three years,

Freya's eyes, replying slowly, "From what you're

early offerings, mere plots