The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Hearing Ronan had snatched up the land, Kieran shot up from his seat, incredulity written all over his face. "What did you just say?"

"Mr. Sutton, I'm just a girl. What do I know about investments? Besides, it wasn't even me who wanted to buy that land. It was Ronan. You know I didn't have the sway in the Dawson family needed to cough up half a billion. So, Mr. Sutton, if you're after that piece of land, you'd better talk to Mr. Beckett. That is, of course, if Mr. Beckett is willing to sell it to you." Freya was acting all innocent, but Kieran couldn't sense any sincerity in her words. "Freya, are you messing with me? You were aiming for that land and just gave it away like that?"

"Mr. Sutton, it's not as simple as that. The money came from Mr. Beckett in the first place. Now that Mr. Beckett wants it back, what can I say? I have to hand it over." Freya sighed with a hint of regret. "I do regret it. Had I known the land was that valuable, I would have bitten the bullet and bought it myself! Now, all that excitement was for nothing."

"You..." Kieran was at a loss for words. How could Freya casually hand over such a windfall to Ronan?

It was common knowledge that the Becketts and Suttons were like oil and water. If Ronan got his mitts on that land, the Sutton Group's spa resort project would tank for sure.

Seeing Kieran about to storm out, Freya mockingly called out, "Mr. Sutton? Leaving so soon? Won't you stay a bit longer?"

The only response she got was the sound of the door slamming shut.

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