She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288 Your Sister’s

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When it came to his job, Melvin never cut corners.

To him, Anita International Group wasn’t just a company–it held a deeper meaning. He poured himself into every detail, driven by a quiet hope that his dedication would usher in lasting success for both the business and its owner.

In just thirty minutes, he’d delivered a clean, comprehensive report that left nothing out.

As he wrapped things up, he was just about to make his exit when Freya called out, “Mel, hold on a second.”

He stopped mid–step.

“You messaged me yesterday. What exactly did you mean by that?” Freya had decided not to beat around the bush.

Melvin faltered, caught off guard and seemingly unsure how to put it into words.

But Freya didn’t push.

“There’s chatter going around about you and Ellis,” he said instead, steering the conversation slightly in another

direction.

His words threw her off for a moment.

Melvin asked, a flicker of curiosity breaking through his composed expression, “Are you seeing Ellis? Lately, you’ve been out on business trips with him a lot, and you haven’t asked me to come along.”

What bothered him most was how things used to be. He was always the one to drive her back and forth–now,

she drove herself.

Given her role, it was hardly typical. At their company, the CEO being her own driver was practically unheard

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“Are you afraid that by giving Ellis more responsibility, I’ll stop valuing your contributions?” Freya asked, her tone calm but perceptive, catching the flicker of feeling in his otherwise unreadable face.

Melvin didn’t respond, but the look on his face spoke volumes.

Freya had always treated him differently. She rose from her chair, poured him a coffee, and said gently, “Don’t worry. As long as you want to stay by my side, you’ll always be my assistant. I’ve only been taking Ellis along to help him get his bearings in the industry and understand the market.”

There were still things she preferred to explain to Ellis herself.

Melvin was more than capable, but he didn’t know much about Ellis’s background. And with the kind of man

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Ellis was, there were simply things he wouldn’t open up to Melvin about.

So, it made sense for her to guide him personally for a while.

Once he caught up, she wouldn’t need to be so hands–on.

“As for all the gossip floating around–it’s complete nonsense,” Freya added, clearing the air. “Ellis and I are just friends, nothing more.”

Melvin heard her clearly–and so did Ellis, who had just arrived to go over a few business matters.

Standing outside the door, he didn’t so much as blink.

He knew her well enough. After what Kristian had put her through, she kept her guard up. Maybe she had simply lost interest in relationships altogether.

Ellis wasn’t in a rush. There was time. He’d already made up his mind. When the moment was right, he’d be more than willing to marry her.

With that thought in mind, he raised his hand and knocked on the office door.

Melvin opened it. The moment he saw Ellis, he hesitated briefly.

Ellis gave a polite nod, then walked over to Freya with the documents she needed to sign. The entire interaction felt seamless, untouched by what he’d just overheard.

Watching him, Melvin couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he’d been reading too much into things.

Once the papers were signed, Ellis left.

And with his duties complete, Melvin quietly excused himself too.

With work out of the way, Freya sank into her chair, her thoughts drifting back to Melvin.

With his skill set and connections, starting his own company would’ve been effortless. She’d encouraged him before, but he’d always turned her down, insisting he had no desire to be in charge.

He had the talent, the resources, and the network–yet he didn’t want the title.

In the finance world, that kind of modesty was practically a myth. He was the only one she’d ever seen like

that.

Time slipped away without warning.

Caught in the whirlwind of her schedule, more than two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Kristian’s injuries had fully healed during that time, and he had regained consciousness.

Freya kept in contact with Lawrence about Kristian’s condition, but each time she asked, the response was the same. Things weren’t stable. He’d let her know when they were.

One evening, just as Freya arrived home from work, her phone rang. Isaac was on the other end, and as always, the conversation revolved around Kristian.

“How’s Kristian doing?” Isaac’s voice was light, careful not to burden her.

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Freya answered truthfully, “Lawrence says he’s still not stable. He’ll let me know when things look up.”

“Just now, my father asked me when Kristian would be home for Christmas,” Isaac said casually. “If he’s not better by then, I might need your help pretending everything’s normal–for the family’s sake.”

“Of course,” Freya agreed without hesitation.

After a little more polite conversation, Isaac ended the call.

Freya stayed seated on the couch, phone still in her hand, a heavy mix of emotions washing over her.

After thinking it over, she decided to call Lawrence herself.

When he answered, he was in the middle of speaking with Kristian. Seeing her name on the screen, a complicated look flickered across his face. He stepped to the window and answered, “Hello, Ms. Briggs.”

“How’s Kristian?” Freya asked.

“Still unstable.”

“I need to know what that means, exactly.”

Lawrence cast a glance

Ward Kristian, who was sitting silently nearby, and felt the onset of a headache.

“Honestly, it’s better if you don’t know.”

“What’s wrong with him?” Freya could sense there was more.

Lawrence said nothing.

He couldn’t tell whether Kristian’s situation was improving or getting worse.

But one thing was clear–keeping him in his facility any longer would do more harm than good, both for Kristian and for the facility itself.

Freya’s heart dropped at his silence. Dread crept in. “Lawrence?”

“Come see for yourself,” he said, then ended the call.

Freya didn’t waste a second. She grabbed her phone and car keys and rushed out the door.

Meanwhile, Lawrence slipped his phone back into his pocket and turned toward Kristian, flashing a cheerful