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    Ellis didn’t blink. “Someone’s here to see you,” he said, ncing in her direction.


    Greta’s eyes narrowed. “Who?”


    “Come down and see for yourself.” Ellis poured a ss of water for Freya, totally unbothered. “He’s waiting in the living room.”


    “I’m not falling for that,” Greta said tly. “You’ll grab me the second I touch the ground.”


    “I’ll have hime to you, then.” Ellis calmly pulled out his phone and sent a message.


    Greta blinked, startled. The first thing that popped into her mind was that Ellis had sent someone to deal with her. She had considered running, of course—but after weighing her options, she figured that as long as Ellis didn’t punish her in person, she still had a sliver of hope to escape. Even if he had summoned Trent.


    She couldn’t win a fight with Trent, but running? That was still on the table. With that in mind, she chose to wait it out.


    Momentster, a tall man with striking features and a somber, brooding presence strode into the courtyard. His custom-tailored suit looked sharp, but his cold, unreadable eyes were sharper. Greta stiffened. Oh no. It was him—Noel ke.


    Without a second’s hesitation, she scrambled up and over the fence. Her thoughts spun in a frenzy—when had Ellis and Noel joined forces? Weren’t they frompletely different worlds?


    “I’ve done my part. Keep an eye on her from now on,” Ellis said coolly, shooting a sidelong nce. His tone was almost bored. “Don’t let her mess up someone else’s marriage again.”


    “Got it.” Noel gave a simple nod and turned to leave the courtyard. Simultaneously, he pulled out his phone and made a call, ordering a search for Greta.


    Freya overheard bits of the exchange and instinctively tried to rise, ready to go after Greta. But Ellis caught her and pulled her right back into his arms. “What do you think you’re doing?”


    “I have to help Greta.”


    “Sit down.”


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    “Ellis Lambert.” Freya said his name with clear intent.


    Freya spoke his name deliberately, full of meaning. He met her serious gaze and asked bluntly, “You nning to scold me?”<fn0b39> ???? ????s? ???????s ?? find~novel</fn0b39>


    Freya was quick to correct him. “No, I’m not.”


    “Funny, considering someone just said they’d give me the cold shoulder over aputer.” Ellis’s voice was cool, a subtle warning.


    “You’re the one who won’t let me use aputer,” Freya said earnestly. “The doctor said it’s fine to use electronics—as long as I’m not glued to them all day.”


    “So you do understand the risks?”


    Freya stayed silent.


    “And who was it that said she’d only use it for a little while, but ended up working straight through the day?”


    Still no reply. She knew she was guilty. All she could do now was soften her tone. “I swear I won’t go over four hours next time.”


    “That’s what you saidst time, too.” Ellis didn’t hesitate to call her out.


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