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    That night, he dreamed of Freya. He dreamed of better days, when everything had seemed wless. In his dream, he turned down Ashley’s call, telling her firmly that he was a married man and not to call again. He dreamed of having a sweet child with Freya, of the three of them together, living in peace.


    But when morning came, all of it turned to ash.


    Hey there, staring nkly at the ceiling, a crushing ache spreading from his chest to every part of his body, buried in regret.


    In the days that followed, Kristian stayed holed up at home, while Gerard focused his efforts on investigating Ellis. Meanwhile, Freya was wrapped in the quietfort of her own serene world. Everything in her life seemed to be unfolding smoothly.


    One day, she headed to work at Anita International with Ellis. At lunch, Melvin picked up on the subtle shift between them—their closeness was unmistakable—and a flicker of confusion and curiosity crossed his usually unreadable expression. “May I ask you something?”


    “What is it?” replied Freya.


    “You and Ellis…” Melvin trailed off, sensing something important had shifted without his knowledge.


    Freya blinked, caught slightly off guard. She had promised Melvin that if she ever considered remarrying, she’d get his approval first. Granted, this wasn’t marriage… just dating.


    “We’re together now,” Freya said, casting a calm nce at Ellis. Her voice remained even as she added, “We’re in a rtionship.”


    Melvin turned to Ellis. He had long suspected Ellis had other motives for joining Anita International. Apparently, he hadn’t been wrong. “So what’s the n—are you going to fire him, or is he going to resign on his own?” Melvin’s tone remained cool and measured.


    Freya stared at him, confused. Ellis stayed quiet. Neither of them could make sense of the question. There wasn’t any rule against workce rtionships at the office, so why bring that up?


    Catching her puzzled look, Melvin asked, “Did you forget the notice I sent out to every department?”


    “What notice?”


    “The one that said the boss has a zero-tolerance policy for office romances. If it happens, the boss’s partner gets fired,” Melvin replied seriously. “This was after thepany stabilized and a bunch of employees started chasing after you. You told me to issue it.”


    Freya had always attracted attention—she waspetent and striking—and several colleagues hadn’t been shy about showing interest. It made her ufortable, so she’d asked Melvin to make her stance clear.


    Once the notice went out, everyone understood the boundary. Nobody wanted to risk their job for a chance at romance.


    Freya paused and shot Ellis an awkward nce. “Can I admit I totally forgot about that?”


    “I remembered it for you,” Melvin said inly.


    Freya, of course, wouldn’t be thanking him for that anytime soon.


    Ellis raised a brow, mildly amused by the revtion.


    Freya thought for a moment, then looked at him seriously. “Maybe it’s time you resigned and went back to inherit your family business?”


    “Are you trying to get rid of me?” Ellis’s tone was deliberatelyzy.


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