Chapter 982:

Ants? That was ridiculous—they weren’t ants!

“Don’t try to drive a wedge between Freya and me,” Ellis went on, his voice steady and unbothered. “If any of you push your luck, I’ll just send you all off for some old-fashioned boot camp.” Instantly, they both went quiet.

Riley finally found her voice, eyeing Freya with concern. “Mina, you shouldn’t be with him. I’m afraid he’ll run circles around you—you’ll end up caught in one of his traps.”

Greta nodded with a sigh. “And if you fall for it, that’s on you. You know you can’t beat him.”

“That’s right!” Riley echoed.

“Break up now while you still can. Seriously.”

“We can all move into a nursing home together when we are old,” Greta declared, feigning earnestness.

“Yeah!” Riley chimed in, trying to keep a straight face.

his posture relaxed and composed, as if he didn’t have a

in his eyes sent a ripple of discomfort

“So? Are you planning to join them

she shook

as well write her own

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curved into an amused half-smile. “Are you thinking of breaking up with

response immediate. “I wouldn’t

pressed, feigning surprise. “You

chin, stubborn

drawl carried over to Riley and Greta. “Hear that? She’s set on growing old with me.

it was, and not a trace of annoyance

confessed his feelings early, Riley and Greta might have convinced Freya

shared interests. Meanwhile, Ethan nursed his drink in a corner, his mood unmistakably sour as

unusually grave. “Are Trent

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