Chapter 49

Like the clear waters of a tranquil lake, a hint of a smirk danced within Freya’s eyes. “Did you snatch Lloyd?”

Lloyd had always underestimated Freya and never felt threatened by her. Freya extended her hand. “Where’s the phone?”

Lloyd raised his hand, revealing Luna’s phone gripped in his palm. “Right here, Freya. I heard you offended Ms. Harwood. Kneel and apologize, and the phone is yours.”

“Reyal! Forget the phone. Let’s get out of here!”

Na stepped forward, intending to pull Freya away, but Freya didn’t budge. Instead, she took a step toward Lloyd. Suddenly, a wave of perfume filled the air, momentarily disorienting Lloyd with its enticing scent. Then, with a swift move, Freya’s leg came up, connecting squarely with Lloyd’s penis!

Lloyd let out a pained howl and doubled over on the ground, dropping the phone from his hand.

Freya caught the phone effortlessly, glancing coldly at Lloyd writhing on the floor before handing the phone back to Luna. “Your family isn’t Fortune 500 material, are they? How did you even get in this circle? I checked. When my father was still around, your folks couldn’t even dream of stepping foot into the Dawson Group’s HQ. What gives you the right to strut around me?”

While saying that, Freya stepped on Lloyd’s hand, her high heel grinding down. “Every circle has its rules. Your family’s beneath mine, so watch your tone, or else… I’ll ensure your family’s name is wiped from Echo City by tomorrow.”

“Ouch! Ahh! Stop! Freya! You’re insane!”

The room fell deathly silent, everyone too shocked at Freya’s ruthless display to utter a word.

Kieran frowned deeply, troubled by Freya’s actions since she walked in, especially since she hadn’t spared him a glance.

Sensing Kieran’s mood, Eloise stood up. “Ms. Dawson, we’re all here to have fun. Lloyd was joking with you. This is my party, and there’s no need to be so harsh.”

“I’m being harsh?” Freya’s brow twitched, pressing down harder on Lloyd’s hand.

“Ahh! Freya! I’ll kill you!” Lloyd’s hand seemed on the verge of being crushed, his face pallid with pain.

Freya was not about to give Eloise any respect.

Eloise’s face soured. “Freya, don’t push it! We’re all friends here. Why make it so ugly?”

“He started it. I’m just setting him straight.” Freya’s lips curved into a smile, but her eyes remained ice cold. “If he’s offended Ms. Harwood, I could take him outside and deal with him there.”

“You…”

As Eloise struggled to respond, Kieran suddenly spoke, “Ms. Dawson, you certainly know how to throw your weight around.”

All eyes turned to Kieran.

Kieran added, “I’m curious to see who among us you dare lay a finger on today.”

With Kieran’s backing, the crowd felt emboldened.

“Yeah, Freya, we’re all here for Ms. Harwood’s birthday. Don’t overdo it!”

“Exactly! Without the Sutton family, the Dawson family is nothing!”

“Let Lloyd go and apologize to Ms. Harwood! We might still forgive you!”

Chapter 50