Escaping the shadow 102
Posted on March 21, 2025 ยท 1 mins read
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Chapter 102

Freya snorted derisively. โ€œSo, Iโ€™m supposed to thank you now, is that it?โ€

At that moment, the driver finally noticed the absence of any genuine Chapter 101.

Seeing Kieran come to Freyaโ€™s defense was more than Eloise could stomach. There was a time when Kieran couldnโ€™t stand Freya, and Eloise had front-row seats to the show. Kieran not treating Freya like dirt was already a surprise, let alone speaking up for her. What was happening? Could it be that Kieran was considering marrying Freya?

Meanwhile, finally feeling safe from being followed, Luna sighed with relief. She patted her chest and said, โ€œThank goodness they didnโ€™t follow! Kieranโ€™s truly something, isnโ€™t he? Bringing a whole entourage like that. Youโ€™d have thought they were shooting some Hollywood blockbuster if you hadnโ€™t known better.โ€

Then, turning to Freya, Luna scolded, โ€œAnd you! Why did you even bother bailing Kieran out? You shouldโ€™ve just let him and Eloise go at it. Now, look at what itโ€™s gotten youโ€”everyoneโ€™s pointing at you as some seductress after Mr. Sutton. Itโ€™s just not worth it.โ€

โ€œI wasnโ€™t saving Kieran. I was saving myself,โ€ Freya replied. After learning her lessons the hard way in the past, Freya wanted nothing to do with Kieran. The farther he stayed from her, the better. Besides, wasnโ€™t Kieran all into Eloise? This time, sheโ€™d step aside and let these two star-crossed lovers have their moment.

Just then, Freyaโ€™s phone rang. Seeing it was Audrey calling, Freya frowned and wondered what Audrey wanted at this time. She picked up and heard Audreyโ€™s cold voice. โ€œFreya, Iโ€™m sending the driver to pick you up. We need to talk.โ€

Audreyโ€™s tone was distant, making Freya reply, โ€œIโ€™m still at school. I canโ€™t leave right now.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ve spoken with your principal. The driver will be there shortly,โ€ Audrey interrupted, then hung up.

Freya couldnโ€™t help but laugh at herself after the call. โ€œOh, Freya, you are a fool. You once thought, despite everything, Audrey truly cared for you. Only in this second go-around did you see that everyone in the Sutton family was cut from the same cloth.โ€ Freya realized that her future grandmother-in-law would never truly care about herโ€”it was all just a game of benefits. With that thought, she turned off her phone.

Sure enough, the Sutton familyโ€™s driver arrived promptly. As Freya got into the car, the driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his tone impatient. โ€œMs. Dawson, going off to school without informing Mrs. Sutton? Youโ€™ve got us running around like headless chickens.โ€

Used to the complaints, Freya wasnโ€™t surprised. Working for the Sutton family, these people thought they were above everyone else. Back in the day, Freya was Kieranโ€™s lapdog, always eager to please Kieron, the security, the drivers, and even the servants. So, it wasnโ€™t long before no one took Freya seriously.

Freya replied coldly, โ€œIt seems Iโ€™ve troubled you.โ€

Oblivious to the edge in Freyaโ€™s voice, the driver continued, โ€œMs. Dawson, all that book learning is fine and dandy, but it wonโ€™t do you any good if you canโ€™t land a good husband. Youโ€™re better off spending your time pleasing Mr. Sutton. Iโ€™m telling you this for your sake. Whatโ€™s the use of all that education if you end up alone?โ€

His words were laced with disdain. Mirth flickered in Freyaโ€™s eyes. A sudden chill ran down the driverโ€™s spine, but he quickly reassured himself. He thought, This Ms. Dawson, Freya, isnโ€™t anything special. Sheโ€™s just another pawn in Mr. Suttonโ€™s grand scheme?

The driver said, โ€œMs. Dawson, donโ€™t think that getting chummy with Mrs. Sutton will solve all your problems. Mr. Sutton has no tolerance for uppity heiresses! Take Ms. Harwood, for example. Sheโ€™s always so graceful and composed. If you donโ€™t step up your game, you can kiss the Mrs. Sutton title goodbye!โ€

The driver knew Freya cherished her place as Mrs. Sutton the most and that she minded Eloise. After all, hadnโ€™t she tried to win over Kieran by mimicking Eloise? Thinking he had Freya right where he wanted her, the driver was caught off guard when Freyaโ€™s icy command cut through the air: โ€œStop the car!โ€

The word sent the driver slamming on the brakes. โ€œMs. Dawson, what areโ€ฆโ€ Before he could finish, Freya had stormed out of the car.

The driverโ€™s face turned pale when he saw Freya getting out of the vehicle. He quickly got out, his expression growing stern. โ€œMs. Dawson! What on earth are you doing?โ€

โ€œThe Sutton family employs such rude staff. Iโ€™ll have to get to the bottom of this. Who permitted you to speak those words?โ€ Freya wasnโ€™t joking around.

The driverโ€™s face turned ashen instantly. Freya used to be so meek and cautious, not even batting an eyelid at far worse remarks. What had changed?

โ€œMs. Dawson, I was only looking out for your best interest! If it were Ms. Harwood, sheโ€™d never mistreat a long-serving employee like this!โ€ The driver emphasized โ€œlong-serving employee.โ€ For over a decade. Even if Freya were to complain to Audrey, Freya knew this driver was one of Audreyโ€™s trusted men, having served her for over a decade. It wouldnโ€™t result in serious repercussions for him. Moreover, the driverโ€™s words were most likely echoing Audreyโ€™s sentiments.

Freya scoffed, โ€œReally? Since you keep bringing up Ms. Harwood, why donโ€™t you go chauffeur her? Iโ€™m curious what Audrey would think about your praises for Eloise.โ€

The driverโ€™s complexion shifted at Freyaโ€™s words. Everyone knew Audrey disliked Eloise. If Audrey discovered heโ€™d been singing Eloiseโ€™s praises behind her back, heโ€™d be in hot water!

โ€œMs. Dawsonโ€ฆMs. Dawson, I misspoke earlier. How could Ms. Harwood compare to you? Youโ€™re the future lady of the Sutton family.โ€ Shifting gears, the driver turned overly polite, โ€œMrs. Sutton is waiting for you. Letโ€™s hop back in the car and talk this through, okay?โ€

But witnessing the driverโ€™s quick about-face, Freya hailed a nearby cab instead. โ€œI, the ungrateful Ms. Dawson, donโ€™t deserve to ride in the Sutton familyโ€™s car. Since Audrey insists on seeing me, Iโ€™ll take a taxi there. I wouldnโ€™t want to keep her waiting.โ€ With that, Freya got into the cab and drove off.

Watching this unfold, the driver turned as white as a sheet. Audrey valued her reputation above all else.


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