NovelBookChapter 965: Freya blinked, caught completely off guard.
Seriously-Ellis, the billionaire, really just said that? Claire felt the sting of disappointment settle in her chest.
Ellis... a gold-digger? Was that even possible? "Isn't your family pretty well-off?" she asked, her voice laced with quiet doubt.
"That doesn't mean I'm rolling in it too," Ellis replied with an easy calm; his tone smooth and unbothered. "I'd much rather stay with my girlfriend and be her 'kept man' than go back and inherit the family fortune." Claire's brow creased ever so slightly, as if she were truly seeing him for the very first time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe stood there, silent, caught in a moment of hesitation, the words she wanted to say escaping her.
"If there's nothing else, we'll be going," Ellis said coolly, satisfied with the weight his words had carried, offering no intention of explaining further.
Claire pressed her lips into a tight line, her eyes fixed on their retreating backs.
She believed him. She really did.
Because if Freya was truly the daughter of the chairman of Briggs Group, Ellis could easily live in luxury without ever needing his own family's wealth.
Most of all, inheriting meant managing it. Staying with Freya just meant spending it. But how on earth did Ellis end up like this? Ellis didn't give a damn what she thought.
Once they were back home, he had Freya take a seat on the couch to watch sTV while he headed to the kitchen. Freya reached out to stop him.
Stories live now on gvl"I'll do it." "Aren't you supposed to be leeching off me?" He let out a soft laugh. With a faint smile, Ellis leaned closer.
"If I told you I wanted to spend forever by your side, would you say yes?" Freya blinked and nodded slightly.
"Just stay over there," Ellis said, a subtle note of command in his voice. "The kitchen is my turf, and you're officially banned." Freya wanted to at least help wash the vegetables or do something small. But Ellis wouldn't let her.
To him, her hands were for signing contracts. Cooking was his responsibility.
Realizing she had no chance of changing his mind, Freya stepped back and asked, "Why did you say all that to Claire? Aren't you afraid she'll get the wrong idea?" Ellis glanced over. "Wrong about what?" "That you're skind of gold-digger," Freya said plainly.
Sometimes, she genuinely didn't get why he kept joking about living off her. He clearly had more than enough skill to stand on his own. "I told the truth." "But..."
"I couldn't care less if she misunderstood. Saying that just m means less trouble for us down the road."
He knew Claire had feelings for him. Years ago, her parents had even approached his about@ranging a ve marriage When he went hon break, his parents asked his opinion, hinting they'd seal the deal if he gave the nod. He had turned them down. However, he hadn't expected Claire to cafter Freya instead.
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