She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 740:

Freya shook her head lightly. “No, I’ll be at the masquerade party on the eighth floor.”

If Ellis had not mentioned the masquerade party a few days ago, she probably would not have bothered with it. After all, since Anita International Group had been founded, Melvin had overseen most of its affairs.

“You…” Melvin hesitated, seeming to search for the right words, then simply said, “Alright.”

“Mel.”

“Yes?”

“You ought to come to the masquerade party tomorrow night as well.”

Freya did not want him to spend the best years of his life shackled solely to the company. “After your speech at the annual party, just hand everything over to the secretarial team. Don’t stress about the rest.”

Melvin caught her meaning. “I don’t want to get married,” he said bluntly.

“It’s just an event for making friends.”

“I am not interested.”

“You are not interested in dating?” Freya asked, genuine curiosity creeping into her voice.

Melvin never struck her as the type completely consumed by work. Why was he so against dating?

Thinking ahead, Melvin decided to be straightforward. “Not interested.” Freya wanted to say more but then remembered what Gerard had told her about Melvin’s so-called heartbreak. Melvin had insisted it was just a story he had spun to get Gerard talking, but now… it seemed that might not have been a lie after all.

“Alright,” Freya relented, offering him an understanding nod. “If you ever need time off for personal matters, just tell me.”

“Okay,” Melvin responded with a perfunctory nod.

Once the video call ended, Freya immersed herself in other tasks.

𝖂𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖋𝗈𝗋 galn𝗈v𝖊𝗅𝘀．𝖼𝗈𝗆

While she was working, Alan called to ask if she would be attending the Briggs Group annual party. Freya turned him down—Ethel would be there, and that was good enough.noveldrama

Time slipped by, and before long, it was six in the evening.

When Freya stepped out, she spotted Ethel and Kristian lounging on the sofa—Ethel munching on snacks as she watched TV, while Kristian sat silently at her side, simply keeping her company.

Just as Freya opened her mouth to ask what they wanted for dinner, Ellis arrived.

He knocked lightly before stepping inside, greeting the three of them with the calm, composed authority of an adult. His voice was brief yet steady as he announced, “Dinner’s ready.”

“Coming!” Ethel chirped, hastily turning off the TV and hurrying over.

Kristian, however, remained seated.

Freya arched a brow in puzzlement.

Catching Ethel by the arm as she rushed past, Freya asked, “Since when are you two so chummy?”

Given Ethel’s personality, even if she were eager to gossip about her relationship with Ellis, she would agree to dinner, but she would never rush over so eagerly. This seemed… a little out of character.

“Two hours ago,” Ethel replied with an innocent blink. “Ellis came and asked what we wanted for dinner.”

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