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Chapter 150

Chapter 150 | Simply Dislike Her

Vivien's face was clouded with frustration, but she couldn't deny the truth that gnawed at her-she was indeed at

fault.

Still, the mere thought of losing all the fruits of her hard work because of Freya sent ripples of unease through

her mind.

After a long, hesitant pause, she finally broke the silence, her voice laced with uncertainty. "Do you think Mr.

Briggs will acceptagain after this?"

Cheryl studied her for a moment, her gaze sharp but silent.

She knew exactly what kind of man Hugh was. Given the mess Vivien had made of things before, it was unlikely

he would so easily offer her forgiveness.

"You should first get a handle on your behavior," Cheryl advised after a heavy silence. "One wrong move, and it

could all ccrashing down. | hope you understand that."

Vivien swallowed her frustration, the words stinging but necessary.

Days passed in a blur, with Freya balancing her work between Briggs Group and Anita International Group.

While Melvin had taken over most of the workload, Freya, as the owner of Anita International, still had matters

that required her personal touch.

As for Kristian, after their last encounter at the shooting club, he seemed to vanish into thin air, as if honoring his

vow not to disturb Freya until he had surpassed her in shooting.

Tmarched on, and before long, the 10th arrived.

It was a Saturday.

Ethel, Freya, and Hugh were all present. As they kept an eye on the time, Hugh led his daughters to the

restaurant he had reserved for the occasion.

Despite his calm exterior, Hugh was still feeling that gnawing anxiety.

After a few moments of indecision, he said, "If you're not feeling up to it, just letknow. We can always

reschedule."

"It's fine," Freya answered with a quiet, assured calm.

Her words should have put him at ease, but they didn't. The nervous energy still hung in the air, and he couldn't

shake the feeling that she might be displeased by something later.

Nevertheless, he genuinely hoped for her support.

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Since his wife Anita's passing, the house had beceerily silent, a void of warmth and joy.

At exactly ten-thirty, Hugh's group arrived at the restaurant, greeted by a waiter who led them to

room.

Cheryl was already there, having arrived early in an effort to make a good impression on Freya.

As the door to the private room swung open, Freya's gaze immediately landed on the woman inside.

It had been over two years since she'd last seen Cheryl with such clarity.

private

"Mina, Sheila, csit here," Hugh said warmly. "Letintroduce you. This is Cheryl Newman. This is Mina..."

He continued the introductions smoothly, but Freya interrupted with a quiet correction, "Not Mina. I'm Freya

Briggs."

That simple statement made Hugh realize, instantly, that Freya didn't want others calling her by her nickname.

He reintroduced them using their full names, and Cheryl, always poised, smiled warmly at them.

Soon, it was tfor the meal to begin.

Throughout dinner, Cheryl was careful, her actions laden with subtle hints of trying to win Freya's favor.

Both Hugh and Ethel noticed this, exchanging a quiet glance that spoke volumes. It was clear-Cheryl was seeking

Freya's approval.

"Freya, try this. It's delicious," Cheryl offered with a gentle smile, her tone almost pleading for connection.

Freya, ever composed, politely refused, "Thank you. | can help myself."

The words, though polite, sent a ripple of awkward silence through the room.

While nothing was overtly wrong with Freya's response, everyone could sense the distance between her and

Cheryl.

By the end of the meal, no one had truly enjoyed their food-not even Freya, who wasn't usually difficult when it

cto eating.

As the meal wound down, the conversation reached a critical juncture. Hugh, sitting next to Cheryl, felt the

weight of the moment. He glanced between Freya and Ethel before asking, "About my marriage plan with Cheryl,

do you..."

"I have no objections," Ethel replied casually, her tone light.

Over the past two years, she had seen Cheryl's kindness firsthand. In her eyes, Cheryl was patient, gentle, and

even cooked meals that reminded her of their mother.

If Hugh was happy, Ethel was at peace with it.

After receiving Ethel's blessing, Hugh turned to Freya, his expression uncertain. "Mina, what about you?"

Freya's tone shifted, becoming formal and distant. "I have a question for Ms. Newman."

Cheryl's face remained serene, her expression never wavering. "Go ahead."

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"Did you know my mom?" Freya's clear, piercing gaze met Cheryl's without hesitation.

Hugh froze, caught off guard, while Ethel blinked in confusion.

Cheryl, unfazed, shook her head softly. "I didn't know her, but I've heard of her."

Freya's eyes flickered with something unreadable, but it was quickly masked. Ethel leaned in and whispered,

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Freya answered calmly, her usual composure returning.

The room's atmosphere shifted, the air growing thick and oppressive, as though

the very walls were closing in.

"So... about the marriage plan?" Hugh asked again, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

He was anxious, his nervousness evident. Freya's expression made it clear she was not pleased.

“I disagree,” she said, her gaze unwavering as she locked eyes with Hugh. “But if you're determined to get it, |

won't stand in your way."

She then glanced at Cheryl.

Cheryl's smile faltered, the light in her eyes dimming ever so slightly, but she masked it with a smile, reassuring

Hugh, "It's okay, whether we get married or not, it's the same. Let's not make things difficult for the children."

Hugh felt his heart sink.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice soft but searching. "Can | ask why?"

Freya's reply was blunt, a departure from her usual decorum. "No reason. | simply dislike her. That's all." Ethel,

hearing her sister's words, felt a sudden jolt of alarm inside her. Freya had never been one to target someone so

openly. Even when she disliked someone, she usually remained distant and indifferent. This abrupt shift signaled

that Cheryl had crossed sinvisible line that Freya had drawn, a line no one dared breach.

"Mina..." Hugh's voice faltered slightly, a frown tugging at his features. His displeasure was faint but

unmistakable.

This was unexpected. He knew Freya wouldn't act out without cause. She wasn't

one to be unreasonable. But now, with her candid words, she had placed him in a difficult position.

After all, Cheryl was his current partner.

Freya, sensing the subtle change in his demeanor, didn't linger. "I have something

to take care of, so I'll leave first. Enjoy your conversation," she said, her tone measured.

Ethel, quick to follow her sister's lead, excused herself as well. "I have something to deal with, too!"

Left alone in the private room were only Hugh and Cheryl, the silence between them thick and heavy.

Cheryl felt a quiet stab of disappointment, but she swiftly masked it, forcing a smile and carrying on with feigned

ease. "The ladies have left. Shall we go?"

Hugh's expression was a complex blend of emotions. He hesitated, his gaze

lingering on Cheryl. "Cheryl..."

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