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Let me go, Mr. Hill [By Shallow South] Chapter 2171
Freya took her phone out and looked at the company’s sales that night with her head lowered.
A few signature products were sold online on the live stream platform while the banquet was ongoing that night.
Due to the high discount and the effects of celebrities, the product sales boomed. It seemed like a considerable
sum of dividends would enter her pockets at the end of the year.
It was just as Catherine had said. Freya was pretty and capable of earning money. Why did she have to feel inferior?
She did not rely on anyone else anyway.
Indeed, she had a child.
However, she was only 26 years old that year. What on earth did she have to be not confident about?
When she looked at that night’s entertainment news, the Mr. Popular, Peter, was trending again. His photographer
had taken a few pictures of him at the banquet hall and posted them on Facebook, where a group of fans was
praising how handsome he looked.
Yet, the fact that Freya was seated with Peter did not make it onto any news. Someone in the company must have
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsuppressed it.
She simply tapped on a picture of Peter.
All of a sudden, Ryan’s cold voice came from beside her. “Your eye for celebrities isn’t that good either.”
Freya turned her head to look at him. The neon lights outside the windows flashed across his handsome outline. His
eyes, which used to look gentle, were filled with mockery. The corners of her mouth went down. “You don’t have to
talk about my tastes anymore. I know it’s bad.”
Ryan’s words got stuck in his throat.
After a moment, he realized that he may have gone too far because he was jealous.
He was not a mean person, but love had turned him into a stranger.
However, there was a driver in front of a car, and he was an employee of The Lodge.
As such, Ryan could only, in the darkness, creep his fingers toward Freya’s hand on her legs.
As soon as he caught hold of her fingers in the dark, her face heated up, and she flung his hand away hard.
Nevertheless, Ryan kept moving his hand over shamelessly, to which Freya flung it away and stepped on his leg with
all her strength. At the same time, she gave him a glare that seemed to mean, “This is what you get for moving
your hand around, pervert.’
“Ouch… Why did you step on me?”
Ryan spoke with an innocent expression.
Freya was so angry that she could go crazy. He must have guessed that she would not say anything in front of the
driver. Why did she not realize how shameless he was before?
As such, she moved closer toward the window and stayed as far from him as she could.
They did not exchange any more words throughout the journey. When they arrived at the parking lot, Freya got out
of the car first, and Ryan followed behind.
Their buildings were close by, so they walked in the same direction.
After walking for a short while, Ryan grabbed her arm from behind.
“Ryan, what are you doing…” Freya panicked and looked around. Luckily, it was late at night, and their surroundings
were quiet.
Ryan held her arm and slid them into the coat draped over her shoulders. Once he had put both of her arms in, he
buttoned her up. As his fingers were buttoning the buttons in front of her chest, his hands accidentally grazed her,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand her face began to b**n.
“It’s fine. I’ll do it myself.”
Freya lowered her head and moved her body away, quickly buttoning her coat.
The night breeze blew her dark, long hair on her shoulders. Ryan’s gaze landed on her chest. When he had grazed
it just now, it felt was exceptionally soft. “You might as well not wear anything if you’re only going to wear a coat in
such cold weather. Don’t pick fashion over comfort again next time.”
“It’s none of your business,” Freya refuted.
“Who’ll take care of your business if I don’t?” His matter-of-course words rang in her ears along with the night wind.
If it were in the past, she would have felt touched. However, after the open-hearted conversation that night, she
felt less so when she heard him again. Instead, her heart was beating faster, and her face, which was cold from
being blown by the wind, heated up. “Ryan, this is The Lodge. Stop talking nonsense. I’m too lazy to care about you
anymore. I’m exhausted. I want to go back and sleep.”
With that, Freya turned around and left. However, Ryan went after her. “I heard that you’ll be returning to
Melbourne tomorrow.”
“That’s right.”
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