Chapter 270

Imagine being the unluckiest person in the bunch. That was Freya's thought as she lay low, nursing her wounds at home. Her strategy was simple. She would keep her distance from Kieran, stick close to Preston, align with Ronan, and, whatever happened, don't cross Caleb. That way, she figured her future wouldn't end in tragedy. As evening approached, Kieran returned to the Sutton Mansion, only to see Kara, clad in a white dress, offering him slippers and eagerly attempting to help him out of his jacket. "Mr. Sutton, let me help."

Kieran barely glanced at her, not interested in her assistance.

Kara awkwardly pulled back her hand, feeling the sharp sting of rejection.

"Nancy?" Kieran called out but received no reply.

Kara stepped forward. "Is there something you need, Mr. Sutton? I'm here to help."

dress chosen by Johanna,

Kieran asked, "Who allowed you into

would, Kara meekly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sutton. I thought Mrs. Sutton had informed you..." Before she could finish, Kieran lifted her chin, noting that despite her

seemed to expect more from Kieran, aware of his past with Freya. She had tried everything to win his favor, but Kieran forcefully removed

same clothes as hers. Wear it once, and

"Mr. Sutton..."

Kieran's anger was

froze in fear, but upon seeing Kieran's cold gaze, she stammered an apology,

a voice came

back tears, Kara looked even

then scolded Kieran, "Kara is a distant cousin from the Dawson family. Mrs. Dawson sent her here to express gratitude

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