Chapter 1807


    Chapter 1807


    Colton suddenly stomped on the brake, causing Freyja to rush forward. Had it not been for her seat belt,


    she would‘ve rammed into the windshield.


    It only urred to her that sitting in Colton‘s car was a wrong decision. Her heart was pumping rapidly,


    and she couldn‘te around from her shock for a long while after Colton suddenly stopped the car.


    Colton turned his head to look at her. His expression was dark and filled withplicated emotions. “So,


    you‘re into my brother?”


    Freyja took a deep breath, and Colton continued just when she was about to say something.


    “My brother won‘t fancy a woman like you, so I suggest you drop the thoughts. He‘s nice to you because


    you‘re Daisie‘s friend.


    “Besides, other than having a good background, his future wife must possess the ability to help him in his


    business. A woman like you is not good enough for him.”


    Colton was just stating the truth. His brother was the head of the Night Banquet. He was the sessor


    that Titus had personally trained. Therefore, his wife not only needed toe from a prestigious family,


    but she also couldn‘t drag him down.


    Everyone in Stoslo had their eyes set on his brother. If his brother fell in love, it would mean he had


    gained a weakness. And what could Freyja do? When faced with danger, did she have the ability to save


    herself?


    However, Freyja did not know what Colton was thinking. She thought that Colton was just looking down


    on her.


    She scoffed coldly and said, “You can save your breath. I know myself very well, and I have no intention


    of bing his wife.”


    She unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car.


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    Colton rolled the window down and shouted, “Where are you going, Freyja? Get back in the car!”


    He also got out of the car and made a few quick steps to catch up to her. He grabbed her arm and said,


    “I said I’ll bring you home.”


    She freed herself from his grip and replied, “It‘s okay. I can go back by myself.”


    She stretched her arm forward and gged a cab. A cab stopped, and just when she opened the door,


    Colton closed it back and said to the driver, “She‘s not taking the cab. You can leave now.”


    The driver drove away angrily.


    Freyja looked at him and growled, “Is there something wrong with you, Colton? I‘m not even worthy of


    riding in a cab anymore?”


    “Why must you make things difficult for me? Just because I said you can‘t fall in love with my big


    brother?” Colton growled back at her.


    Freyja did not know if she should beughing or be angry at


    Colton right now. “I suddenly realize that we’re not even on the same page. Have I ever said that I have a


    crush on your big brother? Since the beginning, it has been you who thinks I have feelings for your


    brother, right?”


    He fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere between them became tense. After a short while, he


    said, “Let‘s get back to the car. I‘ll take you home.”


    “That‘s not necessary,” Freyja turned her face sideways and rejected. “I don‘t want to die of anger in your


    car.”


    Suddenly, a chuckle wafted into her ears.


    Freyja was stunned and looked at Colton. However, there was no expression on his face, and it seemed


    like he was not the one who hadughed just now.


    Both of them looked at each other without saying anything for a long while. Colton grabbed her wrist and


    brought her to his car. He forced her into his car and closed the door.


    “Alright, I‘ll stop arguing with you. You happy now?”


    Freyja was rendered speechless.


    ‘Who is the one that wants to argue here!?‘


    It was raining heavily in Haniston.


    The reporters were all standing outside of the courthouse. Some of them were wearing raincoats, while


    others were holding umbres. They remained at their posts despite the heavy rain as they waited for the


    verdict.


    Today was Juneau‘s trial. Both sides of the legal teams were fully prepared. Elder Master Livingston was


    sitting in the spectator area. There was a calm expression on his face, and he seemed confident. It


    seemed like he was already aware of the trial‘s verdict.


    As the judge listed the incriminating evidence submitted by Yaramoor in public, the people in the gallery


    hadplicated expressions on their faces. However, they could only murmur silently on such a


    dignified asion.