Chapter 43

“Absolutely, yes! Of course!” The receptionist quickly helped Freya swipe her card to access the elevator.

“Did you see that? That was Ms. Dawson!”

“What’s with Ms. Dawson’s outfit today?”

“Ms. Dawson looks stunning. How have we never noticed how beautiful she is before?”

“Isn’t it obvious? She’s trying to impress Mr. Sutton. Everyone knows Ms. Dawson usually dresses like Ms. Harwood. Wonder which of Ms. Harwood’s outfits she’s imitating this time!”

In the CEO’s office of the Sutton Group, Kara was busy serving Kieran coffee, running errands, and even taking the initiative to move things for him. Jarrett couldn’t help but admire Kara for her dedication and hard work. The last person who did as much was Freya.

“Ms. Dawson, Mr. Sutton is in his office. I’ll take you to him.”

“Okay.” Freya’s gaze fell on Kieran’s office. The office had semi-transparent glass doors, allowing a clear view inside. Kara was seen attentively tidying Kieran’s desk, her eyes filled with adoration for him. The scene was all too familiar, almost identical to Freya’s past self. Freya’s eyes turned cold.

Kieran was getting impatient, about to send Kara away, but then he looked up and saw Freya outside. Freya’s appearance had changed drastically from before, which also surprised Kieran. However, Kieran quickly regained his composure, his lips curling into a mocking smile. He reached out and gently hooked Kara’s chin, lowering his voice, “Tie my tie.”

“Mr. Sutton…” Kara blushed, and her eyes were filled with shyness. Soon after, Kara leaned in closer to Kieran to tie his tie. The scene was uncomfortably intimate, and as Freya hesitated at the door, Kieran said, “Polish my shoes.”

“What?” Kara was stunned. Polish his shoes? But…

“What, can’t you bend down?” Kieran mocked. “Freya used to do it. When I asked her to polish my shoes, she would kneel without any dignity to do it.”

Outside, hearing Kieran’s words, Freya couldn’t help but sneer. Back then, she was madly in love with Kieran, willing to do all sorts of demeaning things. For Kieran, though, it was just something to laugh about.

After hearing Kieran’s words, Kara knelt, using her white scarf to polish his shoes. Freya’s memories and the present overlapped, making her stomach churn. The next second, Freya pushed open the office door.