She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 708:

Melvin stepped into the office, his sharply defined features composed. “What can I do for you?”

Freya let out a soft hum, not bothering with pleasantries. “How’s Ellis been doing at the office?”

“Pretty well,” Melvin answered without embellishment.

Freya raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised. It was rare to get even that much out of Melvin.

“What would you say he’s best at?”

At the question, Melvin shot Freya a couple of glances, as if weighing his words, clearly hesitant to speak his mind.

Freya remained poised, picking up on his silence. “What is it?”

“He’s got real potential for leadership,” Melvin finally said, after a beat of thought. “Everything I’ve handed him, he’s nailed. The guy’s sharp, has an eye for strategy, and consistently turns in flawless work.”

“I see,” Freya murmured.

So Ellis really was capable. He’d even adjusted to society with surprising ease.

Melvin waited patiently, giving her time, never one to rush.

“Let him take charge of a few subsidiary companies’ business on his own,” Freya instructed. “If he does a good job, we’ll consider offering him a formal post in management at one of them.”

“Alright,” Melvin replied.

Freya kept things straightforward. She figured Ellis would prefer something closer to home—make life a little smoother for him.

Once a suitable position came up nearby, she’d arrange the transfer.

That way, whatever plans he had would be easier to manage.noveldrama

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With that settled, she returned to her own work.

The day went by in a blur.

Remembering her promise to her friends, Freya didn’t stay late. When the time came, she left the office with Ellis.

As fate would have it, Melvin caught the scene. He stood there, watching as Ellis got into Freya’s car, the two of them driving off together.

Thinking it over, he pulled out his phone and fired off a message to Freya. “I think your friend might be up to something with you.”

Freya was behind the wheel, en route to meet her friends, so she didn’t notice the message.

They’d made a reservation at an exclusive members-only club—favored by the city’s elite and celebrities—revered for its privacy and tight security.

By the time Freya and Ellis arrived, their friends were already there. Just as they reached the private room, Ellis got a call and told Freya to head in first.

“Come on over, Mina!”

“Freya, we’re right here!”

Greta and Frederick greeted her warmly.

Freya made her way over and sat with Greta and Riley. A glance toward Cade and Moss stirred a memory of something Trent had once told her. She thought of bringing it up, maybe testing the waters, but this wasn’t the time or place.

“Freya, you should sit over here,” Frederick insisted, offering his reasoning, “those three are already taken. We single folks ought to stick together.”

“Don’t lump me in,” Greta interjected first. “I’m single now too.”

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