?Chapter 933:


    “Mina, are you home?” Ethel’s voice echoed faintly through the speaker.


    Freya thought she heard a strange reverberation, but figured it was just a glitch. “Yeah, I’m home. What’s up?”


    “I’m outside your door. Can you let me in?” Ethel asked.


    In the past, Ethel would’ve just let herself in with the code.


    But after Christmas, their father hadid down a new rule—Ethel had to knock before entering Freya’s ce.


    Ethel was sharp; she’d immediately understood why. She didn’t want to intrude if Freya and Ellis were having a private moment.


    Freya froze.


    Ellis noticed her expression and asked gently, “What’s wrong?”


    Ethel was caught off guard. That voice—it was Ellis!


    She nced at n, then quickly turned to knock on Ellis’s door, ending the call as she did.


    “It’s She…”


    The doorbell chimed.


    Ellis ruffled Freya’s hair once more before heading over, his long strides light and effortless.


    When the door opened, Ethel poked her head in and spotted Freya at the dining table, her eyes lighting up.


    “Ellis, let Mina know to stop by her own ce after dinner,” Ethel said politely. “We’re heading out soon.”


    Ellis’s gaze drifted past her andnded on n standing just behind.


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    He nudged the door wider and stepped aside. “Come in and join us. We’ll talk while we eat.”


    Ethel waved him off. “Thanks, but we don’t want to impose.”


    “Thanks for the invitation.” n, however, didn’t hesitate. He walked right in.


    Ethel grabbed n’s arm, eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at him. “What do you think you’re doing?”


    “Just grabbing a bite,” said n, ying it cool even though he could hardly contain himself. Actually, he was far more excited than Ethel. “Didn’t he say we could join?”


    Ethel narrowed her eyes and gave him a pointed stare. “You’ve already had dinner, remember?”


    It made no sense barging in like this, especially when Freya and Ellis were clearly enjoying their private time. Her cousin was supposed to be sensible. Instead, he was doing the exact opposite.


    Though he picked up on her re, n wasn’t ready to give up.


    Curiosity had him hooked. “When exactly did I eat?”


    “n!”


    “Rx. We’d be rude to turn down his offer.”


    Left without options, Ethel trailed in behind him.


    Every now and then, n’s eyes drifted toward Ellis.


    He thought back—wasn’t this the same ridiculously attractive guy who had once walked Freya to her door? And yet, Freya had insisted there was nothing between them. Still, if that were true, why were they sharing dinner alone?


    Ethel’s voice came out soft and unsure. “Mina…”


    Right away, her eyesnded on Freya’s coat tossed across the sofa and a stack of paperwork spread out on the table.


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