The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 362

Preston suddenly broke the silence.

Neil replied with ease, "I bought it, man. You know, when you're dining with a lady, you can't just chug down beer. What if we three blokes get too sloshed and start spouting nonsense?" There was a brief silence.

Neil added, "I'm all about keeping ladies safe, Ms. Dawson. You can rest assured, you're in good hands here. After dinner, you're more than welcome to crash here. No one's gonna bother you, promise." Freya glanced at Preston and said, "I wouldn't want to impose."

"Ms. Dawson, relax. We didn't even prepare a spare room for you." Hans's straight-up comment seemed to drop the room's temperature.

Oblivious to his faux pas, Hans only realized something was off when he caught Neil shooting him a glare.

Silence filled the room once more.

Had he misspoken? Hans looked at Preston, seeking some sort of affirmation.

But it was a direct order from the boss himself.

Freya then turned the conversation, "Mr. Tyler, why did you want to see me? Was it just to give me this ointment?"

It seemed a bit too much fuss for just an ointment.

"Yeah, Preston, spill the beans. What's the big reason for calling Ms. Dawson here?"

Neil was all but winking and nudging Preston.

voice calm as he said, "What's your

that up out of the

connection at all, that's Ronan's

adept at

that land was auctioned off

helped with the

spend a

Do a

Tyler, you'll see I

eating as

was amiss.

to reveal her true identity as Susan, no matter how

the clock, no need for all this business

to divert Preston's

teaching Freya calligraphy would be a good

to bring up the Southern Suburb issue

had already cleared Freya of any involvement with the Southern

stirring up trouble with

value the truth," Preston declared, casting a chill over the conversation

admit, Preston had a

else might have caved under his intense