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."

marry her off to the Sutton family to get her

a granddaughter-in-law, so she canceled the wedding gifts behind their backs, talking Freya into

unsolved, and Johanna ran off with the

Johanna wouldn't get a dime of the Dawson

hold off on any financial moves these next few days,"

its last

remained silent

wanted her son to run the company. Then let Leland, the fool, deal with the company's bad debts these next

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

dropped Freya off at

the living room lights were on. Suddenly, a force yanked her inside. Freya instinctively cried out for help but 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

on her neck, Freya struggled and

might have been too tight, Kieran let go. Leaning against the wall, Freya coughed violently. Seeing it, Kieran frowned and sneered, "Ms. Dawson, quite

casual. But Mr. Sutton, visiting my home

grip on Freya's wrist and said, "If you want me to spare the Dawson Group, why go to

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