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."

scheming to marry her off to the Sutton family to get her hands on that half

behind their

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

turn the tables this time. Johanna wouldn't get a dime of the Dawson family's wealth, not just

on any financial

its last legs.

remained silent with

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

indulge Johanna and her son when their

Freya

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

chokehold on her neck, Freya struggled and gasped,

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

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

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

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