The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 221

Freya offered Preston a smile that was on the warmer side of polite. "I've heard through the grapevine that you have quite the roster of well-trained bodyguards. As luck would have it, I've noticed someone lurking around fifty yards back wherever I go. Mr. Tyler, you get the

picture." Freya left things unsaid.

Preston had his eyes on her, likely brewing some nefarious plan.

But then, Freya found herself in cahoots with Preston, and any chance of getting out was up to his whims.

"Ms. Dawson, do you know what I like most about you?" asked Preston.

Freya snorted, "Oh? I'm all ears and need to kick whatever bad habit that is."

"I admire your smarts, your knack for reading the room, and... well, you're quite the character." Preston's narrow eyes twinkled with mirth, a look that seemed out of place on his chiseled, stoic face.

feeling Preston was eyeing her as a plaything, Freya quickly changed the subject. "Let's cut to the

among their social circle. Kieran did it on purpose, aiming to

pot for the rich and the privileged, a playground for trust fund babies. Today, Cindy and Mae started the drama, but Freya knew her life at school was about to get a lot harder. Just as Freya puzzled over Preston's motives, he suddenly grabbed her injured hand. Her slender, soft hand

Preston's grip was firm. "We're partners, Ms. Dawson. I've got you a special gift.

up. "And what would

course." Preston's lips curved into a slight

doubts about

outside a villa, and Freya followed Preston out

"the Garcia Family" emblazoned on the door, she realized

by the wrist toward the

well-off, but their wealth didn't stand out in Summit University's affluent circles. The once pristine

know we were wrong! Mr. Tyler, spare us!" "Please... spare

pleading for their lives. The stout man had to be Mae's father, and the

y clothes, her mother