NovelTrueChapter 1079: Freya's eyes widened in horror. "Ahem!" She coughed loudly, trying to catch Melvin's attention.
Melvin paused just long enough to catch the cue. "Well, yes," he replied without missing a beat. "There's an urgent document that needs her attention right now. Is she with you? Could you remind her for me?" Ellis's lips curved into a knowing smile.
Of course Melvin would cover for her. The man had been her right hand for years.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Melvin's on the line," Ellis said mildly, handing Freya the phone while watching her closely.
Freya accepted it with the composure of a poker player. "Hi, Melvin. This is Freya speaking." "The client's waiting. Could you check the document I just sent over?" Melvin's performance was flawless, earning him his reputation as her best assistant.
"Got it. I'll take care of it right away," she said, voice cool and professional.
She ended the call, then gave Ellis a triumphant look. "See? I told you. I had something to do. I wasn't lying." "Okay." Ellis raised an eyebrow but said nothing more.
"Can I go now?" He gave a slight nod. "Go ahead." She took off like a shot, vanishing up the stairs before he could change his mind.
Left behind, Ellis watched her retreat with that faint smile of his quiet, amused, and just a little smug. gvlnov.on - R☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐ In the study, Freya immediately pulled out her phone and texted Melvin a thank you.
Melvin's reply cseconds later. "Who's in charge between you and Ellis?" She blinked. What kind of question was that? Before she could answer, he followed up. "Don't tellEllis is calling the shots in this relationship." Freya scoffed at her screen and quickly typed back. "He's not." There was no way she'd admit to that. She simply didn't want to engage in the embarrassing situation.
"You're sure? Because from what I just felt... I can see your position pretty clearly now." Freya found it hard to argue.
She frowned, jaw tightening. "He's not in charge, okay?" "Sure, if you say so," Melvin replied, his tone dripping with disbelief. He had concluded that Freya was under Ellis's thumb—and her lie just now only confirmed it.
Freya stared at her phone, torn between frustration and the urge to defend herself. She knew that the more she tried to explain, the deeper she'd dig herself in. But staying silent would mean surrendering the narrative completely. What now?
As she wrestled with her thoughts, a knock cat the door "Freya, lare you done? ENis's voice was calm, almost amused. "No."
A pause. Then Ellis's voice again calm as ever, ver. "Can Ncin?" "Not right now," she called, a little too fast, a little too sharp.
Her mind was already racing with strategies to reclaim her footing ve the relationship.
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