She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 702:

Freya nodded thoughtfully. After a bit more casual chatter, they ended the call.

She sat still, sifting through her thoughts, and came to one conclusion.

Ellis really did have a whole lot of pride.

But she didn’t dwell on it.

Remembering what Ellis had said about the group chat, she opened it—the one with all eight of them, Ellis included—and typed, “I’m free these days. Any time works for a get-together.”

Freya had already handled what Gerard couldn’t in the Shaw Group. As far as the company went, everything was set. She really was free now.

Greta chimed in, “How about tomorrow night?”

Riley added, “No objections.”

Trent echoed, “Me too.”

Frederick and the rest threw in their affirmatives as well. The only one who stayed quiet was Ellis.

Greta and Riley kept tagging him in the group, but he didn’t respond.

Just then, there was a knock at Freya’s door.

She opened it to find Ellis standing there, phone in hand, looking like he’d just been the butt of some grand cosmic joke. “Can you help me out?”

“Hmm?”

“My phone’s got a virus.”

Freya stepped aside and let him in, suddenly remembering—he’d gotten that phone after retiring, and she’d never secured it for him.

“Don’t turn it on,” Ellis said quickly as he saw her hand move toward the power button.

g∆𝗅𝑛𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝓸𝗺, – 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗈𝗇

But he was a second too late.

The moment she pressed it, the phone started vibrating like mad, blaring a painfully cheerful tune.

“I’m Ellis Lambert, dancing like a chicken.”

“I’m Ellis Lambert, dancing like a chicken.”

“I’m Ellis Lambert, dancing like a chicken.”

The line kept playing on repeat, the words dancing across the screen.

Even Freya was left momentarily dumbfounded.

Ellis, with his clean-cut hair and sharp, striking features, stood tall and unbothered. Not a flicker of embarrassment on his face. Raising a brow slightly, he asked, “Can you fix it?”

“I can,” Freya replied.

She took the phone into her study.

This was child’s play for her. She wiped out the virus with ease and even reinforced the phone’s security system.noveldrama

When she was done, she handed it back and asked, “Did you piss someone off?”

“Yeah.”

“Want me to help?”

Ellis paused, then a faint smirk played at his lips. “Then I’ll trouble you to help me out. Plant a message in Ethan Pearson’s phone so that every time he turns it on or off, it plays ‘Mom, come and give me a good punch.'”

Freya was speechless. Was Ellis always this childish?

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