Chapter 150

On the surface, Freya didn't call Johanna out on her true intentions. Instead, she played along, saying, "Well then, I owe you one, Johanna."

"There's no need for thanks, darling. Just keep on the straight and narrow, and with your looks, why wouldn't Mr. Sutton be smitten?" Johanna's voice softened. "When you make it big, don't forget all the good I've done for you." "I'll never forget the good you've done for me, Johanna," Freya responded, her smile sending a chill down Johanna's spine. The words Johanna intended to say got stuck in her throat.

What happened to the Freya, who was so easy to manipulate?

"Mom, I'm home!" Leland entered the door, decked out in trendy athleisure, complete with earrings and rings, embodying the rebellious youth to a T.

His gaze landed on Freya, and with a frown, he asked, "What are you doing here? Who let you back in?"

Seated on the couch, Freya didn't stand up or greet Leland.

snapped, "Freya! I'm talking to

reprimand. Freya retorted, "Johanna, I've said it before. It is my house. Whether I come back or not isn't up for

to my mom that way?" Leland's temper flared instantly. He stepped forward, intent on teaching Freya a lesson only to be stopped by her cold, words, "The

was stopped in his tracks by

Leland back, urging, "What's

you're under someone else's roof, you follow

because she was an easy target, constantly testing her limits. But Freya was no longer

lose her cool without the Dawson family's fortune

had pinpointed Johanna's vulnerability. As long as the Dawson family's assets weren't in Johanna's hands,

the past life's

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