The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 95

"Reya." Out of nowhere, Kieran's voice pierced through the silence, finding its way to Freya's ears.

Snapping back to reality, Freya saw Kieran's gaze fixed on her, a playful smirk coloring his tone. "Reya, come here."

...

Ronan stood rooted to the spot, his eyebrow arching slightly at the sight of Freya dressed in a maid's attire. It dawned on Freya then. Kieran had deliberately invited Ronan over to humiliate her in public. "Why don't you take a seat, Mr. Beckett?" Kieran's eyes shifted towards Freya, his voice commanding, "Reya, get Mr. Beckett a chair."

Freya didn't move.

Kieran pressed on. "Hurry up, will you? Don't keep our guest waiting."

Following his instruction, Freya walked over to Ronan and pulled out a chair for him. "Mr. Beckett, please have a seat," she said, keeping her tone even.

Ronan played along and took the offered seat graciously.

Mr. Patterson's eyes landed on Freya, remarking, "Ah, this must be Ms. Dawson, right? I've met Ms. Dawson before, truly a beauty unparalleled."

from the

whose precious daughter she might be, she's nothing but a servant to the

the table, were cutting, "Reya, pour Mr. Beckett and Mr. Patterson

knack for belittling others knew no bounds, clearly aiming to degrade

Mr. Sutton." Freya's face was a mask

poured a drink for Mr. Patterson, then moved

Freya

Catching the hint,

declaration of dominance it was. How could Ronan

Mr.

Sutton, you truly live

Dawson at your

and

call to serve you!"

Mr. Patterson's face grew

Freya remained silent.