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The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday novel Chapter 121

Everyone knew about Freya's reputation around. She was head over heels for Kieran, willing to go to any lengths for him.

At that moment, Freya scanned the room calmly, quickly catching Mae and Cindy snickering from a distance.

Once she spotted the troublemakers, Freya marched over to them and asked, "What's your problem?"

Mae and Cindy's amusement faded instantly.

With an air of superiority, Cindy retorted, “And what makes you think we did anything? Got any proof?”

“What proof could she have? She’s lashing out because she’s pissed,” Mae said sarcastically. “Even if we didn’t post the pictures, it’s not like it’s lying. You’re supposed to be Mr. Sutton’s fiancée, yet here you are, cozying up to all these guys. It’s disgraceful!”

“Exactly. A woman who dresses provocatively and uses her looks to lure men deserves such criticism!”

Mae and Cindy took turns throwing jabs, but all it did was make Freya laugh.

Mae frowned. “What’s so funny?”

“I find it hilarious... We’re in college, and you don’t realize spreading rumors is illegal?” Freya continued, “There are cameras all around us. A little investigation would reveal who’s behind this little stunt. I’ll gather the evidence and go to the police. It'll teach whoever’s pulling these strings that I, Freya, am not to be trifled with.”

Mae and Cindy panicked, but Cindy quickly regained her composure, “Freya! Who do you think you are? You think the teachers are gonna take the side of someone with your kind of rep?”

“Right, like the school’s surveillance is at your disposal. Do you think the police will care about this petty drama? Hilarious!”

Freya raised an eyebrow and said, “Didn’t you just say it? I’m Kieran’s fiancée. You know how much the Sutton family invests in Summit University yearly, right?”

Their faces turned pale at the reminder.

Cindy snapped, “Freya! You’re abusing your power!”

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