Chapter 37

Ronan and Freya clinked their glasses in a toast.

After downing her drink, Freya dug into her purse and slid a card across the table to Ronan.

"What's this?"

"The money for the land."

Freya cracked a small smile, saying, "At the auction, I was just bluffing. I'm planning to buy this land on my own."

"The land in the Southern Suburb isn't worth much. Consider this half a billion dollars a gift from me. Besides, as far as I know, the Dawson Group doesn't have this kind of cash now. Where's the money on this card from?" "You're mistaken. This isn't the Dawson Group's money."

Ronan frowned slightly. "Not the Dawson Group's money?"

"It's the trust fund my dad left me."

fund, scheming to marry her off to the Sutton family

granddaughter-in-law, so she canceled the wedding gifts behind their backs, talking Freya into coughing up the money to save the company

company's crisis remained unsolved, and Johanna ran off

the tables this time. Johanna wouldn't get a

any financial moves

Dawson Group is on its last legs. If I don't invest

remained silent

Then let Leland, the fool, deal with the company's

see if the company's shareholders would still indulge Johanna and her son when their

the evening, Ronan dropped Freya off

was quickly silenced by a hand clamping down on her neck, pushing her against the wall. "Freya, you sure aren't easy to get a hold of." Kieran's voice was low and

on her neck, Freya struggled and gasped,

too tight, Kieran let go. Leaning against the wall, Freya coughed violently. Seeing it, Kieran frowned and sneered, "Ms. Dawson, quite the strategy. You are playing fiancée to the

jest. My interactions with Mr. Beckett are casual. But Mr. Sutton, visiting

'Ronan, Ronan'?" Kieran tightened his grip on Freya's wrist and said, "If you want me to spare the Dawson Group, why go to Ronan? Wouldn't it make more sense to

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