Chapter 199

Chapter 199 Throwing His Flowers Away

If the person standing across from Freya hadn't been her grandpa, she would've turned on her heel and walked away without a second thought.

But respect had been drilled into her since childhood, so even though the topic rubbed her the wrong way and

she had no desire to engage, she was stuck.

"Who exactly do you want me to marry?" Freya asked, cutting straight to the point.

"In three days, there's a gathering for you young folks. I've already signed you up. Just attend it then," Miguel said, his tone rigid and expression unreadable.

"Fine," Freya replied flatly, her voice devoid of emotion.

She'd grown used to his commanding tone-one of the many reasons their relationship had always been rocky.

They didn't exchange many words after that. Alan chimed in briefly before leading Freya away..

Once they were in the car, Alan glanced over and asked, puzzled, "Why didn't you let me speak up for you back

there?"

Ever since their grandfather brought up the idea of a strategic marriage for business reasons, she had been subtly hinting at him to stay quiet.

"Whether you speak or not, it won't change anything. If you do, he'll only get angrier and give us another lecture," Freya said, having long figured out how Miguel operated. "If you stay silent, he just gets to finish what he wants to say, and that's that."

"Are you seriously planning to go to that event he mentioned?" Alan asked, frowning.

"Yes," Freya answered, her tone calm and unaffected. "If I don't, he won't drop it."

"Maybe I should talk to him sometime," Alan suggested, not wanting Freya to force herself into anything unpleasant. "He's never really cared about you, and he always thinks you're lacking," he added.

To their grandfather, Freya's absence from the public eye was a sign of weakness-a fear that she'd humiliate the Briggs Group if people knew she was the chairman's daughter.

But in truth, she far outshone Alan in every way.

"No need," Freya said, her voice firm, already knowing Miguel too well. "It won't change a thing."

If words had any weight, she would've brought up Anita International Group already, but she knew all her grandfather ever cared about was forging business alliances through marriage.

That, to him, was the ultimate currency.

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he'll definitely end up fighting with Grandpa," Freya said, not out of kindness but because she didn't want to stir up trouble. "Grandpa's

a knot of conflicting emotions twist in his chest. For a moment, he didn't know what to

talent and wealth, life

inevitable.

weren't so rational," he murmured. "Being too rational comes at the cost of

happiness."

myself be wronged,"

only extended so far. She refused to let herself be mistreated. If her grandfather ever pushed too hard and arranged an engagement,

then, she could

her another look but

off to his

to find a bouquet of vivid, eye-catching roses on

for you," someone nearby replied. "The delivery

looked at the

was a card with a handwritten message, signed

sparing it another glance, she slid the card back into the flowers and told

out.

ever since Anita International got caught up in a collaboration on chip development, she had the Briggs Group assign her a new assistant. Melvin had returned to

at the pristine bouquet. "You really

said,

her lips, then carried the flowers to the

action didn't go unnoticed. Whispers quickly spread around

Briggs

sent them. It must've stung

straight to the

Briggs, men are just distractions from her

"Totally agree."

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Throwing

didn't reach Freya. Once she was focused on work, she blocked everything

word got

a business meeting and returned to

close, he checked the time and asked the man next to him, "Did Freya get

froze. How was he supposed to tell his boss that Freya

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