Chapter 127
Once upon a time, Freya didn’t care much about the Dawson family’s company. What had happened? It was like she’d become a completely different person.
“Austry, if nothing else, I should head upstairs to attend to the Dawson Group’s business,” she said before going upstairs. Audrey watched Freya’s increasingly defiant manner with a frown.
Upstairs, Freya opened the document Alison had sent her, revealing the contract for the land she had successfully bid on in the Southern Suburbs. Seeing the contract brought a smile to Freya’s face. Fortune favored the bold, and the land was finally hers. Freya vividly remembered that the land received government subsidies shortly after the auction due to policy adjustments encouraging suburban redevelopment. Then, a spring was discovered on the property, flowing with natural hot springs. It was the biggest natural hot spring in Echo City, famous for its healing properties, which sent its value through the roof.
In her previous life, this land brought in billions in net profit annually with minor modifications. Within a few years, the Dawson Group would break even. This deal was a surefire win.
Meanwhile, at the Eclipse Lounge.
“Mr. Sutton, what happened? Coming here to drown your sorrows this late?” Silas asked, puzzled at the sight of Kieran drinking alone in a private room. Kieran used to despise the drinking sessions, only attending occasionally out of professional obligation. His voluntary presence was indeed unusual.
“Oh, I get it. Business troubles, huh? First, you lost four billion to Ronan’s scheme, and then Ronan snatched away Mr. Patterson as a business partner. Tough year, huh?” Hearing Silas’s words added to Kieran’s frustration.
Misfortune? Freya’s words echoed in Kieran’s mind. She had once mentioned he was bound for bad luck. Could Freya be his jinx?
“Kieran! I’m talking to you!” Just then, Kieran’s phone rang. Seeing it was Eloise calling, he frowned. Instead of instantly answering Eloise’s call like before, Kieran muted it this time.
Silas could sense some juicy news. He asked, “What’s going on? Problems with Eloise?”
“It’s not about her.”
“Then who? It can’t be Freya, can it?”