"Sorry, I was lost in my book! Lost track of time for a few minutes." Under the surprised gazes of everyone around, Freya hopped into Preston's car without a second thought.

Just then, Eloise emerged from a lecture hall, noticing a small crowd whispering and ogling a sleek, limited-edition sports car parked nearby. She frowned slightly.

"That's Freya, Kieran's fiancée, getting into Preston's car," someone murmured.

"To have someone like Preston waiting for her at the school gates, who knows what's going on between them," another added.

The group continued to trade speculations.

As the car pulled away, Eloise spotted Freya and Preston laughing and talking through the tinted windows, making her fists clench in frustration. So, Freya's previous offer to introduce her to Preston was to make a fool out of her! With that thought, Eloise quickly texted Caleb, urging him to make his move. She was determined to expose Freya's true colors to Kieran.

Meanwhile, inside the car, Preston's gaze landed on the stack of books in Freya's lap.

Noticing a copy of "Das Kapital" among them, he couldn't help but chuckle derisively.

That single chuckle was enough to catch Freya's attention.

funny?" Freya asked, her eyebrows knitting

fry your brain,"

responded defensively, "I've been reading all afternoon,

eyebrow, his tone laced with sarcasm. "Textbooks just complicate simple things. They stretch something that could be explained in a sentence over two pages. I

irked by Preston's

window

It seems you're offering to teach me how to run a business. I'm sure I have much to learn about finance from you," she said, her tone shifting to a more

your studies to have

at all!" Freya replied sincerely. "I mean, Mr. Tyler, you're a legend abroad. Coming to

at money laundering without saying

through the rearview

"I'll teach

excitement, Preston added, "You'll

have money!"

pulled out a document from the side, a loan agreement for ninety million, and laid it on the

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