GoodNovelChapter 78 Freya knew Johanna was on pins and needles.
After all, the following day was the company's final deadline. If Kieran didn't invest, the Dawson Group would be bankrupt. Kieran probably felt the spressure.
"Okay, I'll head over," Freya said.
Jarrett made way for her, ushering Freya into the car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Freya got in, Johanna's previously sycophantic expression cracked into a disdainful sneer. "Putting on airs, are you? Still ended up getting into Mr. Sutton's car, didn't you?" Twenty minutes later, inside the Sutton Mansion, Jarrett welcomed Freya through the grand doors of the Sutton family.
When Freya stepped inside, a wave of familiarity washed over her. In another life, she had slaved away there, shamelessly moving in to look after Kieran and Audrey's every need. Yet, her end had been nothing short of tragic. Every corner of this place bore the marks of her past subservience.
Freya walked in with a blank expression, noticing that the dinner table hadn't been set.
However, Audrey welcomed Freya warmly into the living room to sit.
Kieran seemed to have anticipated Freya's arrival, his eyes briefly flickering with mockery.
During the day, Freya had been cozying up to Ronan. And at night, she was there to charm Audrey. She was a snake trying to swallow an elephant.
"Freya, you finally made it." Audrey smiled, saying, "You have no idea how we've been faring without you these days. I haven't been eating or sleeping well, and neither has Kieran." en Kieran frowned from across the room, disagreeing with Audrey's words.
Freya didn't believe for a second that Kieran longed for her return.
She smiled and asked, "Audrey, did you need something fromtoday?" "Kieran has a craving for fried fish recently. No matter how the chef makes it, he doesn't like it. He always says you make it best. Why don't you... cook us dinner? I need to step out this evening, and you could stay over." Hearing Audrey's words, Freya scoffed. So, this was all about cooking dinner for Kieran. But it made sense.
The old Freya always believed the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. Being able to cook a meal for Kieran was once considered a great honor for her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe fried fish, with its intricate preparation, was something she had never attempted before. Kieran was notoriously picky, so she had gone out of her way to learn from a chef.
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She practiced until her fingers were sore and scarred, yet Kieran met her hard work with nothing but coldness n.
and ridicule.
Freya said, "Audrey, I would have loved to cook for Mr. Sutton, but I accidentally injured my hand today. I'm afraid I can't prepare the fried fish properly. "Injured? What happened?" Audrey moved to inspect Freya's hand, but Kieran interjected with a sneer, "What else? It must have been from fighting." "Fighting?" Audrey frowned.
Kieran glanced at the clock on the wall, noting, "It's already six. If Ms. Dawson can't cook XI be leaving." With that, Kieran turned to walk away.
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