She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 829:

“Farrah.” In that moment, she truly understood Farrah.

Farrah was still upset. “Yeah?”

“When the baby comes and you’re ready to work again, let me know.” Freya’s tone was firm now, with no trace of teasing. “I’m here to support you in your career.”

Farrah blinked in surprise before smiling softly. “Alright.”

They chatted for a while longer before Freya pulled out her phone to call Melvin. She intended to ask him to have PR handle the trending divorce story.

But the second the line connected, Melvin beat her to it. “I’ve already dealt with the trending topic. The posts are gone.”

“What?” Freya paused.

“You were calling about the topic of you and $1.4 billion, right?”

“Yes.”

“No need to worry—I’ve taken care of everything.”

Freya double-checked her phone. Sure enough, all the posts had vanished.

She was stunned by how fast he’d moved but relieved all the same. “Thanks. You’ve done a great job.”

“Actually,” Melvin hesitated, as though something was weighing on him.

“Yes?” she answered.

“Can you be my little sister?”

Even Freya couldn’t immediately wrap her head around that.noveldrama

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When she didn’t reply, Melvin assumed she hadn’t quite understood and rephrased his request. His voice was calm as ever. “Being just your subordinate worries me. One day, you might fire me and leave me behind. But if you were my sister, I could always stay close and protect you.”

“You…” Freya began, suspicion creeping in.

“Don’t worry. I don’t have romantic feelings for you,” Melvin said quickly, clearly afraid of being misunderstood. “Gerard tested me.”

At Gerard’s name, Freya felt a wave of emotion stir. “What kind of test?”

“He asked if I’d ever thought about holding hands, hugging, or kissing you. If I had, that would’ve meant I was in love with you.” Melvin’s voice remained cool and steady. “But I haven’t. Unless you’re drunk, fall, or get hurt, I won’t ever hug you.”

Freya was caught off guard. She didn’t know how to reply. He was always so direct.

He asked again, genuinely, “Would you be willing to be my sister?” All he wanted was to solidify a bond with her.

“You don’t need to worry about me firing you or anything. You’ll always be a key part of Anita International.” Freya felt he was being overly anxious. “We’re also good friends.”

“That’s not enough.” Melvin didn’t hide his thoughts.

Freya couldn’t help but chuckle.

She suddenly found herself wondering—would Melvin speak with such sincerity when he dated someone in the future?

“I hope I can be like your brother,” he insisted. “Only then can I openly evaluate anyone who tries to take you away.”

Freya didn’t argue over things like this. “Alright.”

Melvin’s expression stayed unchanged. Her response had been too casual. He’d have to find another way.

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