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    Hearing this, Felipe didn’t respond.


    If he had Kristian’s capability, he might have stood a chance. But he didn’t.


    While Kristian had been tirelessly running thepany, he himself had been off partying, drifting through life without a care. With the security of a wealthy family behind him, he’d never needed to worry about anything. And whenever he did mess up, Kristian would swoop in and fix it all.


    But now, hearing Freya’s words, he finally saw it.


    “I get it. Thank you,” Felipe said, the weight of understanding settling on his shoulders. “Can I stay a bit longer? I just want to see Farrah and October again.”


    “Suit yourself,” Freya replied, making no move to stop him.


    Felipe remained there the whole afternoon.


    When the little girl woke up, he got the chance to hold her for a while and exchange a few words with Farrah before he left Alerith—temporarily.


    Before leaving, he slipped her a credit card with no limit, determined to show, through effort and perseverance, that he could be the man she needed and someone Isabe could rely on.


    Once he was gone, life returned to its usual rhythm.


    Around four in the afternoon, Freya received a message from Ellis, asking when she’d be home. Freya replied, “I’m at home.” Ellis was baffled.


    He got up from the couch, searched the entire vi, but still couldn’t find her. He messaged again, “Why can’t I see you?”


    Freya called him.


    Once she learned he was back, she let Farrah know and went to look for him.


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    She was in her own vi and Ellis was in his.


    When Freya arrived at Ellis’s vi and saw him there, she blinked in surprise.


    “Wait—what are you doing here?”


    Ellis didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled her into a hug, his voice low and close. “You don’t want me here?”


    She didn’t push him away this time. “No, that’s not it.”


    “Didn’t you say you had a ton to deal with? That you’d be swamped for a while?”


    “I handed most of it off to Locke,” Ellis replied smoothly. It was partly true. What he didn’t say was that he had something nned—a surprise. “I’m heading out in a few days. Not sure when I’ll be back, so I thought I’d use this time to be with you.”


    Freya nodded. “That’s nice.”


    At first, she couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy. If he was already passing his work to Locke, would she even have time to prepare for the proposal properly?


    But then he mentioned traveling again, and she rxed a little. Trying to shift her focus, she pulled out her phone and showed him some pictures.


    Each picture was casually taken by Freya, yet the quality was exceptionally high, even surpassing professional portraits.


    “Look—this is Farrah’s baby. She was all wrinkly at first, but look at her now. Gorgeous, right?” Freya was always about looks—even babies weren’t safe from her scrutiny.


    Ellis smiled. “You want one?”


    “Yeah.”


    His eyes twinkled. “Then why don’t we give it a shot?” he murmured, pulling her even closer.


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