Chapter 315
Chief Brennan was practically gasping for air as he spoke. The officer’s expression was a mix of surprise and disbelief as he recognized the chief. “Ch–Chief?”
Chief Brennan snapped. “I’m speaking to you. Hurry up and let go!”
“Chief Brennan, you’ve trained your subordinates well. I’m filing a complaint, and he wants to take me away. It’s funny,” Freya spoke without amusement in her voice.
Seeing Freya irritated, Chief Brennan broke out in a cold sweat. “Yes, it’s my fault for not properly training my team, Ms. Dawson. I apologize for startling you.”
Watching the typically stern Chief Brennan bending over backward for a woman, the officer couldn’t help but ask, “Chief, who is this?”
“This is Ms. Dawson! Who gave you the right to apprehend Ms. Dawson? Have you lost your mind? If you don’t value your life, I value he! Release her immediately!”
“Chief, please don’t be upset. I’ve explained everything to this officer, but it seems it didn’t quite sink in.”
With a sarcastic smile plastered on her face, Freya spoke. Chief Brennan, feeling the heat, quickly chimed in, “These are just the newbies, still learning the ropes. Ms. Dawson, please don’t take it personally!”
Witnessing the scene, the neighbors exchanged puzzled glances. Who was this Ms. Dawson to make the chief so deferential?
“Don’t just stand there. Let’s discuss my issue.” Freya’s gaze settled on Mrs. Simmons, the landlady.
Having never seen such a commotion, the landlady, who had been quite assertive, stumbled over her words, unable to form a coherent sentence. “This woman… this woman, she’s been prostituting in my property! I was trying to clean up my house. What’s the problem with that?”
Though she said it with conviction, the landlady lacked her earlier confidence.
“Nonsense! Utterly preposterous! ‘This woman, that woman’? Ms. Dawson is the heiress of the Dawson family. How could she be involved in prostitution? What were you thinking?”
“What? An heiress? Why would an heiress come to our little town to rent an apartment? Chief, you must be joking.” Mrs. Simmons found it hard to believe an heiress would choose to rent a place in their humble town.
The other neighbors were equally incredulous, unable to accept the person before them was not just any lady but a genuine heiress.
“I mean it. Ms. Dawson is the former fiancée of the Sutton Group’s CEO and the heiress of the Dawson family. She’s also the current head of the Dawson Group! It’s a blessing that she chose to live here, yet you dared to rummage through her belongings and drive her out? What were you thinking? Who here has been spreading rumors about Ms. Dawson? Step forward now!”
Chief Brennan was visibly angry. Even though Kieran had broken off the engagement with Freya, given his attitude toward her, a reconciliation seemed possible at any time. It was a political favor he was keen to extend. Moreover, Preston had taken a stand for Freya. He couldn’t afford to refuse to come to her aid.
At that moment, no one dared to step forward. After all, now that the neighbors knew Freya was an heiress, who would dare to cross her?