Hunt A CEO Husband For My Mommy

Chapter 93 The King's Contempt

Chapter 93 The King's Contempt And Amber would be willing to make sacrifices just to please her in-laws.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll go to her company another day and let everyone know the truth about her sordid past. She even cheated on my brother!"

Since Amber couldn't directly confront Freya right now, she was happy to have her sister-in-law willing to defend her. She nodded and added, "Alright. Heather, whenever you have time, pay her a visit. Make sure she stays away from your brother and stops meddling in our relationship.”

"Her? She is just a nobody.” Heather held Freya in utter disdain.

Freya's father had just invested a small amount of money when the Dawson Group was established. However, as the company grew, his shares expanded to fifteen percent. Although the company belonged to the Dawson family, having an outsider holding such a significant portion of shares was a headache to the Dawson family. How could they possibly like this family?NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Madeline also supported her daughter's decision to confront Freya. She advised, "When you go, take two bodyguards with you. Don't let her bully you, alright?”

"Mom, don’t worry. I'll be prepared. She won't be able to harm me!” Heather had become an arrogant privileged young lady. With the growing wealth of the Dawson family, she had gained considerable recognition in high society as a socialite.

Her temper had become increasingly willful A tinge of resentment flickered in Amber's eyes. Even if she couldn't deal with Freya personally, someone else would stand up for her. In the fight between women, there was no room for too many concerns! Even if Freya had Austin on her side, what difference would it make?

Amber couldn't care less. She even thought that Austin’s affection for her was all a facade. It was simply because she had given birth to Austin's child that he treated her so well.

A prestigious family like the Campbell family would never accept a divorced woman as Austin's wife. especially someone who was just an ordinary designer. Perhaps they would accept her child, but they would never allow Austin to marry her.

With that thought in mind, Amber felt much better. The fact that Freya couldn't be Mrs. Dawson in the future would never change for the rest of her life. She would wait until the day when Freya no longer had Austin by her side and when she was cast out by the Campbell family. It was only a matter of time before she would have her revenge on Freya.

Heather stepped forward and embraced Amber, saying, "Amber, don't be sad. It's not worthwhile to feel upset with someone like her.”

Amber smiled and responded, "Yes, you're right. I won't let it get to me."

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, at the headquarter of the Campbell Group..

Austin stood tall in front of the window in his office, which was on the top floor of the skyscraper as if he were a king looking down upon everyone.

"Mr. Campbell, Edgar wants to make a reservation to meet you," Yolanda said as she entered the room, holding some documents in her hand. She had just received a call from Edgar's assistant who requested a meeting.

Austin’s face turned grim and said coldly, "I'm not available." “Alright, I'll let them know." Yolanda nodded and left the room.

Meanwhile, at the Dawson Group which was not far away, Edgar quickly received a response from the Campbell Group. His assistant conveyed the message to him in person.

Edgar frowned and asked, "Did Austin say he didn't have time?" "His assistant said he's been really busy lately and doesn't have time for meetings.”

"Well, no surprise he’s busy. Busy trying to snatch my business.” Edgar's eyes flickered with resentment. Austin had become his foe, and now, with Freya involved, things got even more complicated.

His face turned grave. Austin was like a predator and ready to pounce and devour his company. Edgar couldn't afford to let his guard down. In the restaurant...

Freya had lost her appetite after seeing Edgar. Linda glanced at the untouched lunch and sighed, saying, "Freya, just forget those who make you upset.”

Freya wanted to, but these people kept showing up and annoying her.

When they returned from lunch, Edgar's car was gone already. After the meeting was over, it was already four o'clock, and Freya realized she needed to pick up her son.

She called Austin "Hello?" "When should I pick up our son?”

"I'll call the school and tell them we'll be there at half-past five." There was no other sound on the other end of the phane, and it seemed that he was in the middle of a meeting.

Freya was slightly surprised. Had she interrupted him?

“Okay then!" Freya replied before hanging up. After all, Daniel could play with his friends at the school's playhouse for a while longer. It wouldn't hurt to pick him up a bit later.

Around five o'clock, in a conference room near the-President's Office of the Campbelt Group, Austin who had an air of authority sat at the head of the table-Senior executives were seatedhacross fromhim. He furrewed his brow and declared, Let's wrap up this meeting» Stimmarize the problemg-and deliver the report to my office tomorrow morning."

He stood up, and his subordinates promptly stood up as well, respectfully seeing him off. Once Austin left, they exchanged incredulous looks. They could hardly believe that Mr. Campbell ended this meeting in less than half an hour. Usually, the meeting could last until well past six o'clock.

Austin entered his office, holding a file of documents in his hand. He grabbed the car keys from his desk and headed out. At the elevator door, he coincidentally ran into a group of managers on their way downstairs. Seeing him walk to the elevator, they quickly made way for him

Austin walked in and saw that none of his subordinates dared to step inside the elevator. He raised his eyebrow and said, "You can take the elevator with me."

"No need, Mr. Campbell. Take care." They replied with warm smiles. However, Austin was only twenty-eight years old, while the youngestamong these managers” was noyounger than thirty-five. The others were of various age groups. Atthat moment, they al showed their admiration and respect for Mr. Campbell who was young but prominent.

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The elevator went straight to the parking garage. Austin walked toward a car and got in. After starting the engine, he drove out.

Around five o'clock, Freya also left her office and went downstairs. Dressed in the business attire-a black skirt paired with a white shirt which required a perfect body to look good in them, she still looked gorgeous.

The suit required a well-proportioned figure, a slim waist. long legs. and curvy hips. Freya fit the bill. Freya couldn't quite put her feelings into words. Austin could be annoying at times, but he was also good to her in some moments.

Exactly at five o'clock, Austin's car pulled up at the gates of Freya's company. He was driving an eye-catching high-end sports car that had sleek lines and designs that looked like a leopard.

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As Freya and a group of employees walked out oftthe elevator, they immediatelynoticed the eye-catching sports car. Freya felt.& bit speechless. Did he have to park right infront of the company's ©' gates? There had been rumars about her and Austin within the company. Sitting in that ear now would only further fuel the suspicion of her being a gold digger. Content

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