The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday
Chapter 239

Hearing Ronan had snatched up the land, Kieran shot up from his seat, incredulity written all over his face. "What did you just say?"

"Mr. Sutton, I'm just a girl. What do I know about investments? Besides, it wasn't even me who wanted to buy that land. It was Ronan. You know I didn't have the sway in the Dawson family needed to cough up half a billion. So, Mr. Sutton, if you're after that piece of land, you'd better talk to Mr. Beckett. That is, of course, if Mr. Beckett is willing to sell it to you." Freya was acting all innocent, but Kieran couldn't sense any sincerity in her words. "Freya, are you messing with me? You were aiming for that land and just gave it away like that?"

"Mr. Sutton, it's not as simple as that. The money came from Mr. Beckett in the first place. Now that Mr. Beckett wants it back, what can I say? I have to hand it over." Freya sighed with a hint of regret. "I do regret it. Had I known the land was that valuable, I would have bitten the bullet and bought it myself! Now, all that excitement was for nothing."

"You..." Kieran was at a loss for words. How could Freya casually hand over such a windfall to Ronan?

It was common knowledge that the Becketts and Suttons were like oil and water. If Ronan got his mitts on that land, the Sutton Group's spa resort project would tank for sure.

Seeing Kieran about to storm out, Freya mockingly called out, "Mr. Sutton? Leaving so soon? Won't you stay a bit longer?"

The only response she got was the sound of the door slamming shut.

Once Kieran was gone, Freya dropped the act, leaning back on her bed to rest with her eyes closed.

Lucky for her, Kieran didn't know she had used her trust money from her father to purchase the Southern Suburb land. Otherwise, he would replace a way to squeeze the Dawson Group and snatch the hot property from her hands. 'Ronan, oh Ronan, sorry for using you as a shield again.'

Meanwhile, Ronan sneezed at Summit University without regard for appearances for the first time. "Achoo!"

Noticing the students looking at him from under the lectern, Ronan adjusted his glasses and spoke calmly, "Let's continue with the lecture."

Soon after the bell rang, signaling

the end

at his watch before collecting his lecture notes, announcing, "Class dismissed."

V the class. Ronan glanced

As he stepped outside, the secretary and executive assistant of the Beckett Group formed two lines behind him.

"Mr. Beckett, there are a few collaborations the company needs to discuss next."

"I need to take care of something first. We'll talk later."

"Yes, Mr. Beckett."

Ronan proceeded to the university's conference room, where all the faculty had been waiting for him.

Upon seeing Ronan enter, the dean immediately greeted him, "Mr. Beckett!"

Ronan raised his hand, not bothering with pleasantries. He directly stated, "Regarding the issue of Mae getting involved in campus violence, I advocate expulsion. There's no need to share your opinions with me. I have other matters to attend to." With that, Ronan turned and left the conference room.

The other faculty members understood Ronan's stance. They weren't foolish enough to oppose Ronan, and they quickly voiced their agreement since Ronan voted for expulsion.

"Such malicious incidents must be met with expulsion!"

"I also agree with the expulsion."