The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

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."

trust fund, scheming to marry her off to the Sutton family to get her hands on

gifts behind their backs, talking Freya into coughing

remained unsolved, and

planned to turn the tables this time. Johanna wouldn't get a dime of

hold off on any financial

last legs. If I don't invest

remained silent

run the company. Then let Leland, the fool, deal with the company's bad debts these next few

the company's shareholders would still indulge Johanna and her son

Ronan dropped Freya off at the Dawson

she noticed 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

the chokehold on her neck, Freya struggled

frowned and sneered, "Ms. Dawson, quite the strategy. You are playing fiancée to

My interactions with Mr. Beckett are casual. But Mr. Sutton, visiting my home late at

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