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."

marry

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

crisis remained unsolved, and Johanna

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

hold off on any financial moves these next

last legs. If

silent with

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

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

evening, Ronan dropped Freya off

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 neck, Freya struggled and gasped, "Let...

frowned and sneered, "Ms. Dawson, quite the

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

a 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 to spare the Dawson Group, why go to Ronan? Wouldn't