The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday novel Chapter 195

Eloise couldn't stand by and watch Freya swoop in and steal Kieran from under her nose. She whipped out her phone quickly and dialed a number she knew well.

"Hey, I need you to come back home. I've got a favor to ask!"

By evening, Kieran had returned to the Sutton Mansion. Upon entering, he noticed only a lamp lit in the living room while the sound of moving furniture echoed from upstairs.

Kieran frowned, asking, "They're still not done?"

Jarrett replied, "Ms. Dawson has quite the high standards. We've gone through three sets of furniture this afternoon."

"And where is she?"

Jarrett looked a bit awkward as he said, "She might be... directing, I suppose."

"Directing? What's there for her to direct?" With that, Kieran’s face darkened as he ascended the stairs.

He was determined to see what scheme Freya was concocting this time!

A cloud of white dust billowed toward him as he reached the top. Noticing the mishap, the workers hurriedly apologized, "Mr. Sutton, sorry! Ms. Dawson wanted to have the walls repainted, and well..."

Kieran found himself covered in a fine layer of white dust, his expression growing darker. Moving forward, he could already hear Freya's commands from a guest room. "Yes, just like that, a bit to the left. Move the bed over here."

Freya was casually munching on an apple as she directed the workers.

"Freya!"

Uttered in Kieran's voice, her name suddenly echoed behind her. She turned, meeting Kieran's dark gaze at the doorway.

"Mr. Sutton? What a coincidence. You here to supervise?"

"Supervise?" Kieran was nearly brought to laughter by her audacity.