Chapter 570:

“Alright,” Freya agreed.

The three of them stood and left the gazebo, making their way across the vast, open lawn.

As Freya approached, she spotted Alan in the distance, seemingly deep in conversation with Ethel and Frederick, surrounded by strange, square-shaped objects.

It was dark, and they were a good thirty meters away—too far to make anything out clearly.

Just as she was about to step closer, Trent gently held her back. “Here’s good.”

Freya blinked at him, confused.

The next second, the meaning behind his words revealed itself in spectacular fashion.

Each of them held something sparking with flame, walking steadily toward the boxes.

fireworks exploded into the night,

followed in rapid

the heavens like

eyes gleaming with awe, the

she watched the sky, Melvin was

with a resounding bang, this one enormous,

𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 @

into a cascade of shimmering lights, like shooting stars tearing across the

“Freya, I love you!”

“Mina, we love you!”

Alan, and Hugh stood by the launchers, shouting declarations

tightened, her

but seeing them run toward her, her eyes turned

reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his touch affectionate and warm. “Mina,

back.” Melvin’s normally stoic face softened,

eyes welling

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