Chapter 102
Only after she walked out of the hotel and felt the cool riverside breeze did she regain her composure.
She wanted to call someone and talk, but then she figured it was better to keep that dream to herself.
However. Ryan wouldn’t give her a moment of peace and sent a message. [Don’t go too far.]
Freya shut off her screen, yet his texts kept flooding in.
Ryan: [If anything happens to you, I won’t be able to answer for it.]
Freya smiled and thought, ‘Yeah, he’s only temporarily taking care of his buddy’s soon–to–be ex–wife. He’s just afraid he’ll have trouble explaining things to Liam.
Freya became more convinced that she had had the dream simply because she had been too exhausted these past few days.
Fortunately, dreams often meant the opposite.
The next day, headlines across the media were dominated by Natalie’s suicide from the night before.
But maybe Liam had used his money and pulled some strings. Every report was vague about why Natalie jumped.
At most, they just mentioned she was emotionally unstable.
Most of the comments from netizens were positive.
[Pregnant women’s hormones fluctuate a lot, which can easily lead to emotional instability.]
[Mr. Grant is probably busy with work and has neglected his wife a little. But judging by their later affectionate hug, their relationship seems fine.]
[Regardless, this photo is actually quite romantic! It’s taken by the tallest building by Peldra River, and the whole city of Sairo witnessed their love.]
Almost all the comments confirmed Natalie as Liam’s wife.
Suddenly, a woman’s voice interrupted Freya’s thought. “Ms. Harper.”
Freya put away her phone and looked up. “Ms. Brandt, are you heading out?”
Herminia smiled and nodded. “Yes, I’m going to a party. Ms. Harper, do you have time to drive me there?”
Freya’s smile froze on her face instantly.
She knew Herminia was difficult, but making such a request was truly too much.
Freya maintained a polite, courteous smile as she said, “I’m sorry, Ms. Brandt, but I’m still on duty and really
can’t leave. How about this? I can call a car for you, and the fare can be added to your room bill. Does that work?”
Herminia immediately frowned. “It’s a high–end event. Everyone has a personal driver. If I show up in a ride- share, they’ll all look down on me.”
“Then… should I book a chauffeur for you?” Freya suggested.
“Ms. Harper, I’ve stayed at this hotel for so long and scolded away so many managers. You’re the only one who seems decent and easy to get along with. Just for our friendship, you have to help me with this,” demanded Herminia.
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