The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday novel Chapter 157

"Mr. Tyler, it seems you are not interested in collaborating, so let's call it a day," Eloise said, her frustration palpable as she grabbed the land transfer agreement from the table. With a swift turn, she exited the restaurant, leaving behind the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and apple pie.

When watching her departure, Freya's expression darkened. "Preston, what are you doing?" she demanded, her voice a mix of anger and disbelief.

Ever the picture of calm, Preston took a leisurely sip of his red wine. "The truth is right in front of you, right? I thought I made myself clear."

"I was trying to help you by securing that land for you. And now here you are, screwing things up and driving her away. Don't you want that land?" Freya's frustration was clear.

"Exactly, I don't want it," Preston replied, focusing on his steak.

"You!" Freya was at a loss for words.

Preston continued, nonchalantly cutting into his steak. "This place does make a decent steak. Care to try, Ms. Dawson?"

"I'm too upset to eat because of you!" Freya had never encountered someone so infuriating.

To think someone would refuse land worth a billion dollars. How could anyone be that foolish?

Preston signaled to Hans, who promptly cleared Eloise's place.

"Even though things didn't work out with Eloise, maybe we can discuss our partnership," Preston suggested, changing the topic.

"What do you mean?" Freya was instantly on guard, knowing nothing straightforward ever came from Preston.

"I recall the Dawson family owns a prime piece of downtown real estate, right?"

Freya asked, "So, what if we do?"