Hans grabbed the socialite by the collar and dragged her out of the venue under the watchful eyes of everyone present.
A collective gasp filled the air. Everyone knew that the night belonged to the Tyler family. By acting this way, Preston was making an example out of someone!
Kieran and Eloise were quickly drawn to the commotion. Seeing Freya in Preston's arms, Kieran's eyes turned cold instantly.
Seeing Kieran's reaction, Eloise whispered, "Ms. Dawson sure knows how to leave an impression. Mr. Tyler only had to see her once to take her side..."
There was an underlying tone in Eloise's voice, causing Kieran's frown to deepen.
Was Freya in such a hurry to latch onto a new benefactor?
"Mr. Tyler, thank you," Freya said, attempting to leave Preston's embrace but finding herself held tight by the waist.
Preston had no intention of letting her go.
As Freya looked up into Preston's icy gaze, she feigned weakness. "Mr. Tyler, you're hurting me..."
Upon hearing it, Preston leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Stop playing games with me."
"I can smell prey, and you're the first to come knocking." Preston released his grip on Freya's waist and walked past her under the watchful eyes of all.
Seeing her chance slipping away, Freya stepped forward, took Preston's arm, and said, "Mr. Tyler, I need a companion."
Preston frowned at her words.
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