"Freya, did he apologize?"
Audrey's question caught Freya off guard, and with a sly twist of her head, she glanced at Kieran.
Sensing Freya's mischievous intent and fearing she might spew nonsense before Audrey, Kieran walked forward to grab Freya by the arm. "Grandma, excuse me. Ms. Dawson and I need to talk in private. We'll be upstairs."
With that, Kieran pulled Freya up the stairs in long strides.
Caught by surprise, Audrey called out, "Kieran! My dear boy, be gentle... She's a lady! If you mistreat Freya, I won't let you off the hook!"
Upstairs, Kieran threw Freya onto the bed and locked the bedroom door.
"Mr. Sutton, what's the meaning of this?" Leaning against the headboard, Freya teased Kieran at the door, "Doing this... what would Ms. Harwood think? She might get jealous, you know."
"Freya!" Kieran approached, his grip tightening around her neck, his voice cold, "Have I been too lenient with you? Who gave you the nerve to show up at my place?"
"Audrey missed me. Of course, I had to come and see her." Freya tilted her head back, meeting Kieran's force without fear. Despite his grip, she knew he wouldn't truly harm her.
Seeing the cunning in Freya's eyes only fueled Kieran's anger. "Are you not afraid I might strangle you?"
"Mr. Sutton, you’ve been making life hell for the Dawson Group, just to see me beg, haven't you? If you kill me, who will you watch plead?"
After hearing those words, Kieran let out a cold laugh, releasing Freya, "Quite insightful of you. Well then, let's see how you plan to beg for mercy."
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