Chapter 580:


    Freya looked at her, half-amused that she’d dare to say such a thing. “If you agree, I’ll walk away from everything else and just grow old peacefully with Hugh,” Cheryl rushed to add.


    She didn’t mind a modest life; Hugh had always treated her well. But she had to think about Vivien’s future.


    Freya’s tone chilled. “No. I can’t do that.”


    Briggs Group was her parents’ legacy—why should it go to someone outside the family?


    “She will be your sister, after all.” Cheryl’sposure finally cracked after hearing Freya’s blunt words. “Can’t you spare a little?”


    “You can ask my dad,” Freya said. “See if he’s willing.”


    Cheryl’s spirit seemed to falter.


    Before leaving, Freya made onest thing clear. “Also, I only have one sister—She.”


    With that, she walked away. She couldn’t bring herself to feel sympathy or affection toward Cheryl and Vivien. She couldn’t help but wonder how her father would feel if he found out Cheryl was chasing after hispany’s shares.


    With those thoughts circling her mind, Freya returned to the living room.


    When Ethel saw her, she looked visibly relieved. Finally, the conversation had ended!


    “Where’s my mom?” Vivien asked, puzzled after waiting so long.


    Freya remained indifferent. “Outside.”


    Vivien stood up and left the room.


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    Now only the Briggs family remained. Hugh asked, “How did the talk go?”


    “You should go talk to her. She probably has something to say,” Freya replied, not quite sure how to exin. “She and I will wait for you in the car.”


    Hugh hesitated, then nodded. “Alright.” They headed outside.


    Before Hugh could find Cheryl, she and Vivien appeared on their own. Vivien looked lost, unaware of what had just gone down, while Cheryl looked noticeably worn out.


    “What happened?” Hugh asked. He wasn’t used to seeing her like this.


    “Hugh… let’s just call it off,” Cheryl said softly, her voice tight with emotion. “Freya’s right. The difference between us is too much. If you really marry me, people will talk. They’ll mock you behind your back.”


    Ethel’s jaw dropped. She leaned toward Freya and whispered, “What’s going on?”


    Freya didn’t answer. She just gently squeezed Ethel’s hand.


    Ethel stayed quiet, nning to ask more once they were in the car.


    “Mom, what are you saying?” Vivien was confused, not understanding why her mother was backing out now. Hadn’t she just told her to behave today? Why wasn’t she marrying Hugh?


    Cheryl didn’t reply. Her eyes stayed fixed on Hugh, red and full of conflict and hesitation.


    “Tomorrow, Vivien and I will pack up and move out,” Cheryl said, her eyes lowered, her tone heavy with emotion. She bowed her head slightly. “Thank you for everything you’ve done for us.” Her expression made it seem like she had no other choice.


    Hugh’s gut told him there had been a misunderstanding somewhere.


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