The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Eloise had always been the belle of the ball, catching the eye of Ronan and her childhood sweetheart, Caleb, with her stunning looks and grace. Especially Caleb and Preston, who, in a past life, had gone above and beyond for Eloise.

So what was Freya's role in this tangled love story?

She was merely a background character, not even worthy of the title of supporting actress.

Just as Luna was mulling over who would be the best fiancé for Freya, Freya's phone suddenly rang.

Seeing a message from Preston, who she hadn't heard from in a while, she quickly opened the chat.

A contract document was sent over, shining brightly on the screen.

Seeing this, Freya couldn't help but smirk.

Luna, who was next to her, exclaimed, "Reya! Reya! I've been talking your ear off, did you even hear what I said?"

"I heard you."

"So, who do you like more?"

"Right now?... I'm leaning more towards Preston."

"What?"

The document on Freya's phone was a loan agreement, and the lender was none other than Johanna.

The next morning.

As Freya descended the stairs, the housekeeper, seeing her alone, couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Dawson, your fiancé didn't come home last night." "Oh."

Freya's response was nonchalant as she said, "Then there's no need to prepare his breakfast."

At that, the housekeeper was at a loss for words.

How could she have the appetite for breakfast when her fiancé hadn't returned all night?

Freya ate a bit and then mentioned, "I'll be home late today, so no need to prepare dinner for me either."Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

"Ms. Dawson! Where will you be going tonight?" The housekeeper was worried.

Just yesterday, Freya had left early and come back late, which had already annoyed Audrey. And now, she was planning to return late

BUM

again!

It seemed like she was intentionally trying to upset both Audrey and Kieran.

Freya casually waved her hand and left without answering the housekeeper's question.

During the day, Freya spent her entire time in the library, thoroughly going through textbooks on economics and monetary finance. Before she knew it, it was evening. Glancing at her watch to confirm the time, Freya gathered her books and left the library. Outside the school, a crowd had already gathered at the entrance, all eyes on the sleek black limited edition Maybach. The car itself wasn't what was important; it was the fact that it was a limited edition that mattered.

In the whole of Echo City, only the

such a car, and owning one meant had a certain status.

hy and prestigious could a

As people speculated about who could be inside the car, Freya emerged from the crowd, walking straight towards it.

"Isn't that Freya? Is that her car?"

"No way, the Dawson family can't afford a car like that."

"I bet she's just trying to snag the car's owner. Haven't you heard.

abourne reputation? She's after

a golden ticket!"

At that moment, the car window slowly rolled down.

Preston spoke indifferently, "You're late."