?<strong>Chapter 555:</strong>
Freda gave a dismissive wave and said, “You really think he’s a great guy? Don’t be silly, sweetie. He’s just slick enough to keep his dirt off the inte. It’s my duty to unveil his true face to the world.”
Alena remained quiet for a moment and then asked, “What’s your n?”
Freda leaned back and replied, “I have to figure out how to get close to him. It’s the first step to expose who he really is on the inside.”
“That’s simple,” Alena said. “Just make a move on him.”
Freda instantly countered, “Absolutely not! Theo has my whole heart. How could I even think about pursuing someone else?”
Alena pondered for a moment and then said, “Think about it. Theo’s heart belongs to Elyse, not you. That’s why he keeps turning you down. Imagine if you were to walk out of his life, would he feel any regret once he realizes you’ve moved on?”
“Well…” Freda hesitated, unsure of herself.
Alena pressed on, “And what if you start pursuing Gavin? How do you think Theo will react when he sees you with another man? He’s aware of how much you cared about him. If you shift your focus, maybe then he’ll see what he’s missing.”
After a moment of contemtion, Freda admitted, “Maybe he would just be happy.”
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“Come on, you really don’t understand men. Men tend to try to hold onto women they once had. Theo’s indifferencees from your constant presence. He takes you for granted because he knows you’re not going anywhere.”
After a moment of reflection, she firmly stated, “You need to walk away from Theo now and show him you might be out of his life for good.”
“That makes sense,” Freda responded as she mulled over it.
Alena said earnestly, “You have to apply what you’ve learned! You might not have been in love before, but don’t let men see through you and y games with you!”
A spark of resolve flickered in Freda’s eyes as she crafted her n. She expressed her gratitude to Alena for the dinner invitation. After ending the call, Freda grabbed her coat, ready to step out.
Seeing this, Karl asked curiously, “Where are you off to?”
With a determined voice, Freda announced, “I’m off to meet Gavin.”
“What are you meeting him for?” Karl inquired, his curiosity piqued.
“I want to pursue him!” Freda dered with certainty.
Karl’s face fell into a frown, “Are you serious? He’s a famous violinist. Just stay home and don’t make a fool of yourself.”
Freda’s anger red at his words.
Her own dad underestimated the man she loved deeply and doubted her worthiness for Gavin. What was so extraordinary about Gavin anyway? She vowed to reveal who Gavin really was. By then, she believed, everyone would see they’d been fooled by his facade.
Ignoring Karl, Freda slipped on her shoes and hurried out the door.
She dialed Gavin’s number. As soon as he answered, she cut straight to the chase. “Where are you?”
Gavin recognized the voice on the other end of the line. After a brief pause, he asked, “Miss Jimenez, what’s the reason for your call?”
Freda concocted a story. “My father suggested I should get to know you better and keep in contact.”
There was a brief silence before Gavin responded, “You might want to ignore your father’s suggestion on this matter.”
Freda replied, firm in her resolve, “No, I’d rather follow his advice. Where are you? I’m on my way.”
With that, Gavin ended the call sharply and blocked Freda’s number.
Undeterred, Freda made a few more attempts to reach him and scoffed, “ying hard to get? Think I can’t find out where you are?”
Elyse came home from the hospital a day earlier than scheduled.
Today marked the day of Dorothy’s funeral, and Jayden had been out since early morning to assist with the arrangements.
While waiting in the living room, Elyse nced at the clock, anticipating Jayden would return soon.
However, Lanny showed up unexpectedly before anyone else.
Driscoll was inclined to send Lanny away immediately, but Elyse, curious about his reasons foring, decided to let him in.
Jayden had already briefed the bodyguards on Lanny’s potentially dangerous character, making them particrly vignt, especially with Elyse pregnant.
A line of bodyguards stood tensely with their eyes fixed sternly on Lanny, who seemed less confident than usual. He scanned the room with a sly look. One could tell that he had hidden schemes.
Wrapped in a nket and seatedfortably, Elyse eyed Lanny with a piercing gaze. After a moment, she demanded, “Why have youe here?”
Lanny cleared his throat and said, “Elyse, it’s time to release Glenda. Dorothy has passed, and there’s no justification for keeping Glenda locked up. If you keep on with this, I will charge you with illegal detention!”
Elyse scoffed with a hint of mockery in her voice. “Oh, missing your wife?”
She arched an eyebrow and asked, “Do you truly wish to see Glenda?”
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