Chapter 192 The Drunkard’s Intentions Lie Not in the Wine

Radley took the phone back from Hannah’s hand.

Recently, his relationship with Freya had grown much closer, which should have been a good thing. However, as they grew closer, Radley found that his once strong self–control was starting to waver.

He wanted to be a part of her life and openly become the man standing by her side.

Hannah felt a bit aggrieved.

But looking at her brother, she dared not say anything more.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Radley typed on the screen, ‘It was Hannah fooling around just now. Sorry.’

Hannah innocently took the blame.

The next day, Freya got up early, said goodbye to Slyvia after breakfast, and hurriedly drove to West Geft Joint Department.

She wanted to learn several things, mainly related to mortise and tenon structures.

Freya was curious if she could convince, Brandon and his wife to stay in Caltun.

While Brandon was still there, she could learn something with his supervision.

Freya was full of enthusiasm for learning.

But a certain middle–aged man’s enthusiasm for work was clearly not enough.

Freya arrived at Brandon’s office early in the morning and waited until ten o’clock.

Only then did Brandon saunter in with a small cloth bag.

Freya hesitated to speak.

“Mr. Lane, you’re here quite early.”

Brandon chuckled, glancing at the busy scene in the outer office.

“I have nothing else to do.”

Then, he looked somewhat like a master, glancing at Freya. “So, are you my disciple or my boss now?”

Freya chuckled at the slip. “I guess I was a bit careless there. Of course, you’re my master.”

She went to the side and placed the tea she had prepared in front of Brandon.

master, and

thick book on mortise and tenon joinery from the

on various small mortise and tenon parts.

when making these things. Only then can the

handled the small wood quite

Freya smiled.

a surgeon, her hands were

skills in other areas. After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started

her with a smile.

when

assemble the small stool did he take some pleasure

drilled the hole

and said, “Then why didn’t you

if you did

master and disciple chatted, the

to look, and Radley stood at the door, holding a tablet

“Radley, you’re here.”

meaningfully and shifted his gaze from Radley to

little flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr. Lane, your gaze is a bit

remained calm as he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project that requires simple mortise and

an eyebrow slightly. “Learn from me? If you want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the

this was not a

the tea table, picked up a cup of tea, and placed it in front of

the

eyes glanced

Brandon sighed softly.

would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for the sake

was satisfied with the future husband of his apprentice. Brandon casually waved his

you want to learn from me?”

“Let

was calm. “Let me

!

but it was

tablet to look at

could raise his eyes and see Freya concentrating on various

immersed in

softened. He could openly watch her without fear of being discovered

was delivered from Smalzot Yard.

directly to Brandon’s office, and the three of them sat together

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