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    He might actually get to spend more time with them.


    The thought filled his heart with so much joy and happiness. He walked up to the car and instinctively reached for the back door—then paused.


    Farrah was in the back with the baby, obviously. Freya was driving. If he sat in the back too, wouldn’t that make Freya their chauffeur? That didn’t feel right.


    So he switched directions and opened the front passenger door.


    “What do you think you’re doing?” Freya asked, shooting him a look.


    “Uh… getting in the car?” Felipe smiled, trying to keep it light. “Didn’t you tell me to?”


    “Sit in the back.”


    “What?”


    “That seat’s not yours,” Freya said bluntly.


    Felipe didn’t argue. He just quietly shut the door and walked to the back seat.


    Normally, he’d have said something—maybe made a sarcastic jab orined about Freya being rude. But not today. Today, he was just thankful.


    He knew how much Freya had done for Farrah over the past month. He’d seen her—alwaysing and going, managing everything. And he appreciated it.


    Once he was buckled in, Freya started the engine and pulled away from the curb.


    To ensure she could see Farrah and Isabe often, she nned to let them stay in her vi.


    Of course, the official reason was that it was morefortable and secure. The real reason: she wanted to learn how to raise a child. Up close.


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    As they entered the gates of the exclusive viplex, Felipe’s eyes widened slightly. He wasn’t expecting this. Thendscaping alone was stunning—thick greenery, quiet streets, impable views.


    He’d heard of this vi district before. One of the most elite in Alerith.


    Only twelve homes. Each worth a fortune.


    He never thought Freya owned one of them.


    Then again… she was a Briggs. She had the money and connections.


    “Miss Briggs,” he said, trying to strike a casual tone.


    Freya nced at him in the rearview mirror, immediately suspicious. “What?” The chill in her voice was unmistakable. She thought he was about to get cheeky.


    Felipe was stunned by her attitude. Had he said something wrong? He couldn’t figure it out, so he cut to the chase. “Is anyone selling a house in this vi district? I want to buy one.”


    “You don’t qualify,” Freya replied tly.


    “I can afford it,” he said quickly.


    “I’m not talking about money.” Freya raised a brow. “I’m talking about eligibility.”


    This wasn’t just a fancy neighborhood. The vi district had strict requirements. First off—you had to be a native of Alerith. And if you weren’t, you’d need personal endorsements from at least two current owners to even get on the list.


    Freya wouldn’t vouch for him. Ellis definitely wouldn’t.


    And the rest of the residents? Either abroad or too far removed to care.


    “So… there’s no way at all?” Felipe asked, disappointed.


    Freya didn’t answer. There was no use wasting her breath.


    They pulled into Vi No. 6—Freya’s ce. She parked in the underground garage. She’d already called ahead, so the house was prepped. Staff, security—everything was ready.


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