Chapter 303

Navigating the stairs was always a hassle.

“Just crash here for a few days. Preston will sort something out for you,” Neil said, as if it were the most natural solution.

Freya replied, “There’s no need to trouble Mr. Tyler. I have my place.”

“Don’t be silly. Think about it. After all that Preston has put you through, leaving you nowhere to turn, he owes you some compensation, right? Otherwise, you’re at a total loss…” Neil’s voice trailed off as he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Turning around, he saw Preston standing behind him.

The neighborhood had quickly filled with curious onlookers. Preston’s limited-edition Maybach instantly became the center of attention. In this aging community, a luxury car like that had never appeared.

Watching the commotion outside, Freya wished they could just leave. But the sight of a young, beautiful girl getting into a fancy car with two incredibly handsome guys sparked a flurry of gossip among the bystanders.

“What’s going on?”

“These young girls today are always chasing after rich men. They’re shameless.”

Amidst the murmuring, Kara stepped forward. It was the most affordable housing near Summit University, where Kara had lived for a while. But Audrey had allowed her to stay in the Sutton Mansion, so she returned to pack her things.

Upon seeing Kara, a neighbor quickly asked, “Kara, is that someone from your school? She’s leaving with two wealthy guys.”

“Yeah,” Kara replied. Though she hadn’t seen who the two men were, she recognized Freya. She couldn’t believe Freya had caught the eye of such high-profile men after leaving Kieran.

Thinking about how she’d been receiving cold treatment from Kieran at the Sutton Mansion made Kara envious. But then again, what did it matter how rich they were? They couldn’t compare to Mr. Sutton.

With that thought, Kara found some solace. Freya had engaged Kieran by imitating Eloise, so Kara believed she could do the same. “Nowadays, college students know no bounds, using their looks to get whatever they want.”

“Exactly! I would never rent my property to that kind of woman. It’s disgusting!”

“It’s shameless.”

The neighbors’ gossip became even more spiteful. Kara couldn’t help but feel a twinge of satisfaction.

When she first met Freya, Freya’s aloof demeanor immediately rubbed Kara the wrong way. Freya was Ms. Dawson, but so what? Without Kieran, she had to live in this run-down neighborhood, subject to everyone’s judgment the moment she stepped outside.

But Kara was different. She could live in the Sutton Mansion, with a personal ride to and from school. In her eyes, Freya’s refusal of Kieran was foolish.