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."

past life, Johanna had her eyes on her trust fund, scheming to marry her off to the Sutton family to get her hands on that half a

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

the company's crisis remained unsolved, and Johanna ran off with

wouldn't get a dime of the

hold off on any financial moves

confused. "The Dawson Group is on its last legs.

remained silent with

run the company. Then let Leland, the fool, deal

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

Ronan dropped Freya off at the Dawson

out for help but was quickly silenced by a hand clamping down on her neck, pushing her against the wall. "Freya, you sure

chokehold on her neck, Freya struggled and gasped, "Let...

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

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

while ago at the auction, wasn't it all 'Ronan, Ronan'?" Kieran tightened his grip on Freya's wrist and said, "If you want me

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