“But... Mr. Sutton, you’ve always wanted to see Ms. Dawson buckle under, right?”
“I want her to realize that she’s utterly alone and without hope.” A cold glint flashed in Kieran’s eyes as he said, “I want her apologizing to Ellie on her knees.”
Meanwhile, Freya had been shopping at the mall, picking out a few luxury skincare products. As she was about to head downstairs for coffee, she glimpsed a conspicuous bodyguard in a black suit trailing her. His presence was so eye-catching that it drew a crowd.
Shaking her head with a light chuckle, Freya couldn’t help but think highly of Kieran for having someone watch over her. Was he concerned she might harm Eloise, or was he waiting to see her struggle with the company’s affairs?
Taking her time, Freya grabbed her coffee and navigated through the crowd, with her bodyguard hustling to keep up.
She deliberately quickened her pace, blending into the sea of people until the bodyguard lost her trail.
The bodyguard reported, “Jarrett, I’ve lost her!”
On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Jarrett received the message from the mall and relayed it to Kieran.
“Lost her?” Kieran frowned. “Idiot! Have him wait outside the Dawson family.”
As Kieran glanced at the darkening sky outside, he said, “We should head home, too.”
“Yes, Mr. Sutton.”
Jarrett drove Kieran to the grand entrance of the Sutton Mansion.
“Mr. Sutton, given the situation with Ms. Harwood, Mrs. Sutton has been quite upset these few days. It might be best to apologize to her,” Jarrett suggested.
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