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.

them, his posture relaxed and composed, as

ripple of discomfort through Riley and Greta—defying Ellis

to Freya, Ellis arched a brow. “So? Are

ears as she shook her head with conviction.

might as well write her own

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half-smile. “Are you thinking

her response immediate. “I

surprise.

chin, stubborn

lazy drawl carried over to Riley and Greta. “Hear that? She’s set on growing old with me. Looks like your plan for

recognized their teasing for what it was, and not a trace

he hadn’t confessed his feelings early, Riley and Greta might have convinced Freya

Freya caught up with Greta and Riley, while Trent and Frederick bonded with Alyssa over shared interests. Meanwhile, Ethan nursed his drink in a corner, his mood unmistakably sour as he watched Ellis from across the room. When Freya and Greta excused themselves to take care of a quick errand, Ethan

pausing in front of Ellis, his expression unusually grave. “Are Trent and Frederick really trustworthy?” he asked, his tone stripped of its

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