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

behind their backs, talking Freya into coughing up

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

wouldn't get a dime of the Dawson family's wealth, not just

I hope you'll hold off on any financial moves these next

"The Dawson Group is on its last legs. If I

silent

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

indulge Johanna and her son when their

Ronan dropped Freya off

open the door, 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 low and laced with

the chokehold on her neck, Freya

violently. Seeing it, Kieran frowned and sneered, "Ms.

But Mr. Sutton, visiting my home late at night, is it to question my relationship

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

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