NovelOnlineChapter 870: Freya met his eyes, unfazed. "Then it's still worth a try. You don't just want to be her friend; you want to be with her." "I can't do that." Ellis's tone dropped, low and measured. "If I'm not absolutely certain she feels the same, I won't risk it. She means too much to me. I can't afford to lose her." Freya faltered, thrown off by the depth of emotion in his voice. He liked her that much? "What's she like?" she asked softly.
"A lot like you," Ellis replied without hesitation—because in his mind, she really had no clue.
"Then go for it. Just confess already," Freya said out of nowhere, a sudden spark in her tone. After a beat, her voice softened with sincerity. "If she's anything like me, even if you get turned down, she won't walk away from your friendship." Ellis studied her with amused curiosity. "You really think so?" "I do," she replied, nodding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWorry laced his words as Ellis questioned, "But will she still treatthe same?" Freya hesitated for a moment, then shrugged. "That depends." Without a hint of suspicion, she stepped right into his trap. "If it hits you hard, she might keep her distance to give you space. But if you take it well, I think things will go back to normal." Ellis unlocked his phone and held it out. "Say that again-record it." Freya blinked at him, caught off guard. "What for?" "In case she runs off, you'll be the one dragging her back," he remarked with a smile.
Rel f☐☐☐☐☐☐ ☐t glov Too caught up in playing matchmaker, Freya completely missed the implication. She nodded earnestly. "Deal." In her mind, any girl Ellis liked would be lucky-he was sincere, kind, and easy to love. There was no way he'd get rejected.
But just a few feet away, Kristian's expression darkened as he listened.
He had pieced it together-Ellis was getting ready to confess. Without drawing attention, he slipped out his phone and typed a message to Gerard. "Is everything ready?" Gerard quickly replied, “Everything's set.” Kristian instructed curtly, "We go in ten minutes.” “Got it," Gerard replied.
A confession, huh? Kristian smirked faintly. Then he'd be part of it too. He wanted to see, for himself, who Freya would choose when it all ccrashing down.
Ellis straightened up, putting on a relaxed grin. "The night's still young," he said lightly. "Let's play a few more rounds." He shot a subtle glance at Frederick.
Frederick got the hint instantly and began dealing out the cards, the air thick with anticipation.
"Nine of Hearts," Greta announced, flipping over her card first.
"Jack of Clubs," Trent said next, casually revealing his hand.
"Seven of Diamonds," Kristian added, lifting the edge of his card with an flick.
Frederick, feeling a jolt of anxiety, asked with a tight voice, "What about yours, Freya?" He silently prayed he hadn't dealt the wrong one.
"King of Hearts." Freya laid her card down with a triumphant smile. A beat of silence passed before every gaze shifted to Ellis. Under the mounting Επ pressure, Ellis slowly turned over his card-Five of Spades. The room reacted in unison. Freya had drawn the highest. Ellis had the lowest. Freya said with a sly grin, "Truth or dare?"
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