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    “Any suggestions?” she asked.


    “He’s not too familiar with office work. Keep him close to you for now. Let him get a feel for thepany and see where his strengths lie,” Trent advised. “Once you know what he’s good at, you can figure out the right role for him.”


    Freya listened to Trent’s words and found them reasonable enough. “Alright.”


    Once the call ended, she made her way to the study to draft the special employment contract for Ellis, while Trent picked up his phone and started dialing.


    It was hard to say who Freya would end up with in the end—Kristian or Ellis. Even though she trusted Ellispletely and never had her guard up around him, there wasn’t a shred of romance between them. As for Kristian—Trent, for one, sincerely hoped she wouldn’t get entangled with him again.


    Whatever affection or trust she’d once had for Kristian had been shattered by his actions. Once her heart had been broken, it was nearly impossible to piece it back together.


    Just as these thoughts crossed Trent’s mind, the call connected, and Ellis’s voice came through, low and steady. “Hello, Trent.”


    “You really don’t waste time.”


    “Last time, I held back for too many reasons and let her slip through my fingers. I’m not making that mistake again.” When Ellis spoke with Trent, his tone was rxed, his deep voice smooth andposed.


    Trent asked, “So, you’ve made up your mind?”


    “I have,” Ellis replied, calm as ever.


    “If you need anything, just say the word.” Trent adjusted his sses, his voice steady. “Frederick and I are ready to back you up whenever.” That was exactly the kind of assurance Ellis needed.


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    “If she ever asks about my job, make it sound awful. The worse, the better. I’d rather not be sent elsewhere.”


    Knowing Freya, if Ellis spent even a month working by her side, she’d figure out his true capabilities. If she kept him close, that’d be fine—but if she reassigned him, all of it would’ve been pointless.


    “Got it,” Trent replied, sharp as always.


    The call ended.


    Ellis headed off for a shower and changed into his pajamas.


    Trent, phone still in hand, fell into a thoughtful silence, letting out a quiet sigh over Ellis’s bumpy road to love.


    When Ellis had first heard from Frederick about Freya’s marriage andter divorce, he’d called Trent and said, “If I hadn’t overthought everything back then, would she have been happier?”


    In that moment, Trent knew Ellis regretted holding back because of his position. What caught Trent off guard was realizing Ellis had feelings for Freya at all. Even he hadn’t noticed.


    Ellis had always treated everyone with the same measured distance during training—no favoritism, no hints. With those thoughts, only one quiet hope settled in Trent’s heart: Freya would truly find happiness.


    Freya had no idea the two people she trusted most were quietly pulling strings behind the scenes. After preparing and printing the employment contract, she grabbed thepany seal and added her signature. Once Ellis signed it, it would be official.


    By the time everything was done, it was already past ten. She cleaned up, washed up, and went to bed, sticking to her usual routine.


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