She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Fireworks

“By the way,” Trent remarked, adjusting his glasses in that habitual, absentminded way that gave him an almost professorial charm, “Melvin, what made you decide to become Mina’s assistant back then?”

Melvin hesitated, the cool sharpness in his eyes flickering with a rare hint of uncertainty, as though the question had genuinely caught him off guard.

“The opportunity came up, and I couldn’t pass it up,” he replied swiftly, his tone effortlessly smooth, the answer polished to perfection.

Trent’s gaze lifted slightly, a knowing smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, though he chose not to elaborate.

Freya caught his reaction, confused by whatever unspoken meaning lingered there, but unable to grasp it fully. She let it go without pressing, continuing to chat with her friends in an easy, offhand way.

Alan noticed the sky slowly shifting into dusk. After checking the time, he said, “You guys keep chatting, I need to get a few things ready.”

This was the moment they’d been building toward all evening, and he couldn’t afford a single misstep.

Freya didn’t think much of it and waved him off without question.

Once he disappeared, Freya finally asked the question she’d been biting back ever since Alan arrived, “Has the Captain mentioned when he’s coming back?”

“Why so curious?” Trent asked, eyebrows raised with genuine interest. “Did you do something to tick him off?”

“No.” Freya’s denial came quick and firm.

Trent adjusted his glasses again, the skepticism in his expression hard to miss.

Mina’s behavior lately had been far too unlike herself.

Freya knew better than to run her mouth. “Just tell me if he’s gotten in touch with you.”

“He has,” Trent admitted without hesitation.

Freya’s eyes widened, caught off guard. “Seriously? What’d he say?”

“He’s planning a surprise return on the 7th,” Trent answered, pulling out his phone to show her the chat. “He mentioned he wants a gathering.”

Freya scanned the screen.

It was there, plain as day: the 7th, with strict instructions not to let her know.

She had plans to meet Josiah on the 6th. If all went smoothly, she could wrap things up and catch a flight

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Once the Captain was gone again, or too preoccupied, she’d make her return without giving him time to dredge up the past, keeping herself in the clear

“What’s with the look?” Trent asked, watching her expression shift.

Freya fibbed with practiced ease. “Nothing. Just wondering what we’ll even talk about when the Captain’s back. Without those four around, the vibe might get a little… quiet.”

She was calm by nature. So was Trent. And the Captain? Even quieter.

Frederick was the only one who could talk a mile a minute.

But in their captain’s presence, even Frederick would tone it down–for a bit, at least.

“We don’t need chatter,” Trent replied, fully aware of the dynamic.

He and Frederick were just supporting characters. Their captain’s eyes were only ever on Freya.

But Freya still hadn’t figured that out.

She didn’t think too deeply. “Really?”

“He’ll probably make us do a fitness check,” Trent said with a teasing glint, half–joking “That alone will bring

the energy back up.”

“I see…“,

The conversation never really left Melvin out. He was in the know–at least a little–but rarely said anything

unless necessary.

“Just messing with you, don’t take it too seriously,” Trent said with a chuckle, noticing her slight frown. “It’s

late. Let’s eat and chat over dinner.”

“Alright,” Freya agreed.

The three of them stood and left the gazebo, making their way across the vast, open lawn.

As Freya approached, she spotted Alan in the distance, seemingly deep in conversation with Ethel and Frederick,

surrounded by strange, square–shaped objects.

It was dark, and they were a good thirty meters away–too far to make anything out clearly.

Just as she was about to step closer, Trent gently held her back. “Here’s good.”

Freya blinked at him, confused.

The next second, the meaning behind his words revealed itself in spectacular fashion.

Each of them held something sparking with flame, walking steadily toward the boxes.

Then came a thunderous crack, and vibrant fireworks exploded into the night, bathing the sky in color and light.

More bursts followed in rapid succession.

The fireworks painted the heavens like a masterpiece.

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Freya stood rooted, her eyes gleaming with awe, the colors mirrored in their depths.

While she watched the sky, Melvin was watching her.

Another firework went off with a resounding bang, this one enormous, blooming into a glowing message. “Mina, we love you!”

The words lingered for a long moment before shattering into a cascade of immering lights, like shooting stars tearing across the dark.

“Mina! I love you!”

“Freya, I love you!”

“Mina, we love you!”

Ethel, Frederick, Alan, and Hugh stood by the launchers, shouting declarations of love without the slightest bit

of shame.