Chapter 288

"Wait up!" Freya said, "What do you mean I don't have to go home? Are you saying I should stay here?"

She couldn't quite believe what she was hearing.

"Is there a problem?" Preston's tone was indifferent as he glanced at his watch and said, "Ms. Dawson, take a look at the time. Nobody's got the time to drive you home." "I can make my way back."

"No cabs allowed at my doorstep."

Freya frowned, asking, "What kind of rule is that?"

"You know, I've made quite a few enemies overseas. If they find out where I live, it could spell trouble. So, please, Ms. Dawson, don't make things harder for me."

When Preston said this, Freya could almost see a chilling gleam in his eye, the kind one might have after committing a cold-blooded act.

loss for words. This place was secluded. Hardly a soul passed by.

call a cab." Freya's voice was

you're up for a

of looking at Freya's injured leg as he said

will

and pick any room you like. There's plenty to

that, Preston casually lit a cigar. Freya wasn't fond of the smell of smoke, so she quickly grabbed her crutch and left the study. Noticing Freya's distaste for the cigar, Preston took

was bare, almost empty, giving it a spacious

then, Preston had also left the study. Seeing Freya

on the left, he

"You're taking this one?"

set

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