Chapter 59

The place was a high-end club designed specifically for young heirs like Hanley. It boasted an array of private, themed rooms that catered to the wealthy elite’s taste for discretion and exclusivity. Many affluent individuals frequented this place for clandestine meetings.

At that moment, Hanley bolted out of the hotel, stark naked, his expression one of sheer terror, as if he had seen a monster. It wasn’t until he spotted Kieran that he hurried over and clung to Kieran’s legs, pleading, “Kieran, Mr. Sutton! Save me!”

Tasers in hand, two bouncers emerged, their uniforms adorned with the crest of the Beckett family. Undoubtedly, Ronan had sent them to teach Hanley a lesson.

“Mr. Sutton! They—”

Before Hanley could finish, Kieran had kicked him away.

“Sutton?”

“Where’s Freya?” Kieran’s voice was deep and menacing.

Assuming Kieran was disappointed in him, Hanley quickly explained, “Mr. Sutton, I was so close. But then Ronan showed up out of nowhere! Mr. Sutton, Ronan is looking to challenge you!”

At that moment, Ronan emerged from the hotel, carrying Freya in a disheveled state and wrapped in Ronan’s jacket. Kieran’s expression turned even colder.

“Mr. Sutton, it was him!” Hanley pointed accusingly at Ronan.

“Oh, Mr. Sutton, you’re here to back up your own?” Ronan’s voice was thick with derision as he flashed a mocking smile. “I never knew the CEO of the Sutton Group could stoop so low. Today has really been quite the eye-opener.”

“Why waste words on such a person?” Freya said coldly. “I will seek justice from the Sutton family for today’s incident. Mr. Beckett, let’s go.”

As Ronan walked away with Freya, Kieran clenched his fists.

Us? Since when did Freya and Ronan become “us”?

“Mr. Sutton… I pursued Freya with your tacit approval! You have to help me…”

“Help you?” Kieran’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “How dare you lay a hand on Freya?”

“I…” Hanley was at a loss for words.

Women had always competed for a place in Kieran’s bed, and he had never shown concern for their well-being. What made Freya so different?

Kieran coldly instructed his secretary, Jarrett, “Ronan wants to stand up for Freya, does he? Then let’s give her revenge to her heart’s content.”

“Yes, Mr. Sutton.”

Kieran then got into his car, leaving Hanley pleading outside, unmoved by his cries. The sight of Freya and Ronan being so close filled Kieran with a seething rage.

Send Hanley over to her. Let Freya…

Kieran gritted his teeth as he thought. To flirt with me and then pull away so easily? Freya, do you think things work this easily, in this world?

Meanwhile, Johanna gazed at the jewelry on the table in the Dawson family home and couldn’t stop smiling.

“Mom, where did all this money come from?” Leland’s eyes lit up as he looked at the gold and jewels.

“The heir from the Upton family brought it, saying it was all for one night with that wretched girl, Freya! If only I’d known she was worth so much, I would’ve sold her off sooner!”

Chapter 60