She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 208

Chapter 208 Don't Bottle Everything Up

"Is that so?" Gerard asked, his eyebrows arching in surprise. Without his usual glasses, his features softened, giving him a more congenial appearance.

Melvin maintained his usual composed demeanor. "Indeed."

"Fine," Gerard conceded with a slight nod. He added, his voice tinged with concern, "If you find yourself in a

bad mood later, come and talk to me. It's important not to bottle everything up." "Understood," Melvin responded succinctly, his words as sparse as ever.

He didn't stay much longer, swiftly grabbing his phone and exiting the hotel.

Gerard watched the door close behind Melvin, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Was Melvin under the impression he didn't catch on to his little interrogation?

Choosing not to rise, Gerard massaged his temples, still clouded with sleepiness, and drew the blanket up to

his chin, deciding to get some more rest. After all, Melvin had already taken care of his leave arrangements.

As he settled back against his pillows, his mind replayed the events of the previous night.

Though intoxicated, he wasn't oblivious.

He distinctly remembered Melvin's attempts to coax information from him. Normally, he would have clamped up, divulging nothing.

But this was Melvin, a friend from his younger days.

Moreover, Gerard felt it wasn't right to keep silent about Kristian and Freya's issue. If Melvin inquired, he would share the details. Whether Melvin chose to inform Freya, however, was another matter entirely.

Kristian would have his objections, and if it came to that, Gerard was ready to face them head-on. With these worries brushed aside, he surrendered to a profound slumber.

By the time Melvin reached his office, the clock had struck eleven.

Freya had just finished her work when her eyes landed on him. "Weren't you supposed to be off today?"

Her earlier morning had involved approving Melvin's request for leave.

"It's resolved now," Melvin said, his gaze locking with Freya's, laden with unspoken thoughts.

He wrestled with the thought of telling her the truth.

He might've made a drunken promise to Kristian not to tell Freya, but looking into her eyes now, the guilt

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made lying feel impossible.

still feeling the

before addressing her

know what was discussed between Kristian and your

Freya confessed, her honesty unguarded. "Were you unable to learn anything

Melvin remained tight-lipped.

Freya shrugged slightly. "You didn't have to go through the

coax secrets out of Gerard

her kindness and respect. If he'd let something slip while drunk, the blame would fall squarely on him, and she couldn't bear the thought of

and conflicted. "I did get it out of him." There was no attempt to sugarcoat it-he couldn't bring himself to lie

brows lifting in mild shock. "You

narrowed slightly as she studied his face. "You

help but

efficiency and

grandpa," Melvin finally said,

such a revelation might have irked

it up if he wasn't

steadfast companion since the early days of Anita International Group,

keep it from her, he likely had a compelling

Freya's voice was even, betraying no sign of agitation.

you're ready. However, if their discussion brings any complications, I'm counting on you to help me

Melvin's voice wavered slightly, a rare break in his usually composed

his years of unwavering compliance to

that

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affirmed

had resolved not to disclose anything until she expressed a genuine need

know.

inconsequential, and sharing them would only burden her

trust in Melvin palpable.

work."

Melvin replied, though he had

elsewhere, Melvin set about tackling a series of other,

tasks.

past midday, Melvin delivered the lunch

phone rang. It was Gerard. She caught

"Ms. Briggs."

"It's me."

Melvin back at the

"Yes, he's here."