Chapter 582:

Once the call ended, Freya and Ethel sat down to eat together.

All throughout dinner, Ethel kept sneaking glances at Freya, her lips parting now and then like she wanted to say something, but always holding back at the last second.

Freya noticed. “Go on, what’s been eating at you all day?”

Ethel’s eyes widened in surprise. “How did you know?”

“You kept staring at me over breakfast—and again while we were watching TV this morning,” Freya said, familiar with her every little quirk. “So, what’s going on?”

“It’s not that big of a deal. I just…” Ethel fumbled for words, her cheeks turning pink.

Freya gave her a look and made a wild guess. “Is it about your boyfriend?”

Ethel blinked like she’d just seen a ghost. How did Freya always know?

it’s about him,” she admitted at last, deciding to just say

eyebrow. “Meet me? What

too nervous to face Dad,” Ethel confessed, sheepish. “He figured it’d

without missing

whole face lit

“Yes.”

“Thank you!” Ethel beamed.

Freya agreed, talking Hugh into it would be a thousand times easier. She

yet,” Freya said, lifting a hand. “If it’s on the sixth, I might not

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Ethel said quickly, grinning.

froze halfway

The seventh?

that the day her captain

caught the shift in her expression.

She was already planning it all out—on the evening of the sixth, she’d tell Trent she had to take a business trip, meet up with Ethel and her boyfriend on the seventh, and then go straight to

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