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

so she canceled the wedding gifts behind their backs, talking Freya into coughing up the money to save the company

unsolved, and Johanna

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

on any financial moves these next few

its last legs. If I don't invest now, Dawson Group

silent with a

her son to run the company. Then let Leland, the fool, deal with the company's

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

Freya off at the Dawson

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

chokehold on her neck, Freya struggled

frowned and sneered, "Ms. Dawson, quite the strategy. You are playing fiancée to the Sutton family while keeping Ronan on the hook. What's it? Weighing

Mr. Beckett are casual. But Mr. Sutton, visiting my home late at night, is it to question my

his grip on Freya's wrist and said, "If you want me to spare

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