Chapter 78

Freya knew Johanna was on pins and needles.

After all, the following day was the company's final deadline. If Kieran didn't invest, the Dawson Group would be bankrupt. Kieran probably felt the same pressure.

"Okay, I'll head over," Freya said.

Jarrett made way for her, ushering Freya into the car.

As Freya got in, Johanna's previously sycophantic expression cracked into a disdainful sneer. "Putting on airs, are you? Still ended up getting into Mr. Sutton's car, didn't you?" Twenty minutes later, inside the Sutton Mansion, Jarrett welcomed Freya through the grand doors of the Sutton family.

When Freya stepped inside, a wave of familiarity washed over her. In another life, she had slaved away there, shamelessly moving in to look after Kieran and Audrey's every need. Yet, her end had been nothing short of tragic. Every corner of this place bore the marks of her past subservience.

Freya walked in with a blank expression, noticing that the dinner table hadn't been set.

warmly into

arrival,

at night, she was there to charm Audrey. She was a snake trying

finally

how we've been faring without you these days. I haven't been eating or sleeping well, and neither has

frowned from across the room, disagreeing

second that Kieran

did you need something from

a craving for fried fish recently. No matter how the chef makes it, he doesn't like it. He always says you make it best. Why don't you... cook us dinner? I need to step out

words, Freya scoffed. So, this was all about cooking dinner for Kieran. But it made

Freya always believed the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. Being able to cook a

fried fish,

something

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