She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 180

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“Make your move,” Kristian murmured, his voice barely audible yet perfectly composed.

Lionel shot him a withering glare. The man had absolutely no sense of timing!

He consistently failed to recognize opportune moments–no wonder his romantic life remained barren.

Kristian interpreted the look and wisely retreated. He noticed the butler hovering nearby, reluctant to interrupt their game, so he rose and approached him.

Upon learning the refreshments were prepared, Kristian slipped away to the kitchen, returning moments later with an assortment of colorful juices which he distributed carefully beside each player.

“Juice,” he announced simply.

“Thank you, Mr. Shaw,” Freya replied with deliberate formality, addressing him as though they were complete strangers.

Lionel positioned another chess piece on the board and, observing the palpable tension between the two, couldn’t resist admonishing Kristian. “Couldn’t you manage a few additional words?”

Kristian stood speechless, words failing him entirely.

“Kristian specially prepared these juices when he heard you were visiting,” Lionel continued, eagerly playing matchmaker as he addressed Freya, hoping to dissolve the awkwardness between them. “Sample them and tell us which you prefer. He can prepare more for you afterward.”

Freya hesitated, her eyes drifting over the tempting array of beverages before she firmly stated, “No need for such trouble. Water will suffice.”

“How can you possibly settle for mere water? This rascal wronged you previously. Now’s your perfect opportunity to make demands of him,” Lionel declared bluntly. “Don’t you wish to exact some well–deserved revenge?”

For the first time, Freya found herself needing to concentrate intensely on her next chess move.

She recognized Lionel’s well–intentioned meddling, and precisely because she understood his motives, she couldn’t simply acquiesce.

“That’s not important,” she responded, deliberately changing course.

Her expression grew earnest as she added, “Today celebrates your birthday. Your happiness takes precedence over everything else.”

Hearing this, Lionel’s disapproval of Kristian deepened considerably.

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Previously, he’d deemed Kristian unworthy of Freya out of protective anger, but now he felt absolute certainty

in this assessment.

A pretty face meant nothing when paired with an inability to demonstrate the thoughtfulness that came so naturally to Freya,

Better for Kristian to remain eternally single than burden Freya with his presence!

Throughout the remainder of the day, Lionel abandoned his matchmaking efforts entirely.

Freya had come to celebrate his birthday, and he refused to spoil her experience.

Consequently, Kristian found himself thoroughly ignored.

Lionel and Freya immersed themselves in conversation and chess, treating him as though he’d vanished from existence.

When their game concluded, Lionel beamed with satisfaction.

Rather than suggesting another round, he carefully stored the chess pieces with Freya’s help, clearly treasuring the set she had gifted him.

He handled each piece with remarkable delicacy.

When Kristian extended a hand to assist, Lionel swatted it away immediately, concerned he might damage Freya’s precious gift.

“Go attend to whatever requires your attention.” Lionel dismissed him with a wave. “Don’t intrude upon Freya’s and my time together.”

Kristian’s lips parted slightly as he reminded them, “I’ll need to transport you to the hotel later.”

Lionel prepared a biting retort but ultimately swallowed his words.

Lionel inquired after securing the chess set, “Freya, has your father also traveled to Jeucwell?”

Freya paused briefly, offering the truth without hesitation. “Yes.”

“Perhaps we could share lunch together?” Lionel suggested hopefully. “We failed to observe proper formalities when you married. Now that your father has arrived, we should at minimum demonstrate adequate hospitality.”

“He’ll join us this evening.” Freya declined graciously. “He’s currently engaged with friends.”

Seeing her response, Lionel gracefully withdrew his suggestion.

His gaze flickered toward Kristian momentarily, and a fresh idea illuminated his expression. “Then allow me to introduce you to some acquaintances. You’re all of similar age–surely you’ll find abundant topics for

conversation.”

Under normal circumstances, Freya would have declined such an offer. She harbored little interest in expanding

her social circle.

However, today celebrated Lionel’s birthday, and she had already rejected several of his proposals. Another refusal would border on discourtesy.

“Alright,” she conceded with quiet acceptance.

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“Let’s proceed!” Lionel’s demeanor instantly brightened, as though merely sharing Freya’s company could sustain his happiness indefinitely.

It seemed Treya needed no extraordinary efforts to serve as his vellspring of joy.

Kristian hadn’t anticipated this development. He had expected Freya to decline, given her well–known aversion to social orchestrations.

What escaped his understanding was that she remained entirely unaware that Lionel’s “introduction to friends” constituted another matchmaking attempt.

She had assumed Lionel’s matchmaking efforts were exclusively directed toward reuniting her with Kristian, never considering alternative possibilities.

Kristian positioned himself behind the steering wheel.

Freya intended to occupy the front passenger seat, reasoning that relegating herself to the back would seem inappropriately formal under the circumstances.

However, Lionel specifically summoned her to join him in the rear seating area,

Thirty minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Despite Kristian’s casual attire, the hotel’s moderate occupancy proved fortunate–otherwise, his appearance would have attracted considerable attention.

Lionel and Freya exited the vehicle together.

With purposeful strides, Lionel guided Freya forward while Kristian followed at a respectful distance.

Once inside the establishment, Lionel enthusiastically presented Freya to his longtime associates. Her unexpected presence immediately kindled their curiosity.

“Lionel, who might this young lady be?” someone inquired.

Maintaining an impressively solemn expression, Lionel quipped, “My granddaughter, Freya.”

His announcement bewildered the assembled group.

Kristian arched a single eyebrow in silent response.

Freya herself started visibly, utterly unprepared for Lionel to characterize their relationship in such terms.