Chapter 230 Waiting for His Return


    Radley and Freya walked toward the car parked on the side of the road.


    “I’ll drive you back.”


    “No need, I drove here myself.” Freya shook her head and declined.


    Her heart was pounding heavily, and she absolutely couldn’t be in the same space with him at this


    moment.


    Radley didn’t insist either.


    Freya drove the car, feeling a bit flustered.


    She nced up and saw Radley’s car not far away from the rearview mirror.


    Freya pursed her lips and quickly returned to her room on the second floor after getting out of the car.


    Looking out from the balcony of her room, she could see the car bathed in moonlight at the end of the


    garden in front of the gate.


    Freya took a nce and closed the curtains.


    What does Radley mean?


    Freya frowned and covered her left chest, feeling a familiar yet unfamiliar palpitation.


    After a few minutes, her phone suddenly rang, and Freya nced at it. It was a message from Radley.


    Radley typed, ‘Wait for me toe back.


    Freya furrowed her brows tightly, not understanding the meaning of Radley’s message. She pursed her


    lips.


    Forget it, if I can’t figure it out, then I won’t think about it!


    After freshening up, Freya went to bed early.


    The next morning.


    Freya woke up early and nned to go to the West Geft Joint Department.


    Braxton and Sylvia knew that she was going to work and both had objections.


    “Isn’t the situation in West Geft already stable? If it’s not good enough, I can transfer someone from the


    company to be in charge. If you’re still not at ease, I’ll go there myself.” Braxton frowned. “What’s the


    matter with you going there by yourself? With such a big belly, can you handle anything if something


    happens?”


    “Brax, it’s just that my belly is big. It’s not that I have a problem with my brain.” Freya helplessly said.


    She nced at Sylvia beside her and whispered, “After all, I haven’t really managed the West Geft


    Joint Department. The reconstruction is already in the middle stage, which is a project between our


    Kaufmann Group and the Monaghan Group.


    “Radley went abroad to sign a contract with Wilson, which is also a project between our two families”


    Braxton sneered. “Why are you defending Radley? I didn’t say to let it go, I said to rece him with


    someone else.”


    Freya said seriously, “My mentor is still at the Joint Department, and it’s been a while since I visited


    him. Isn’t this a good opportunity? Besides, Brax, you haven’t really managed the West Geft Joint


    Department before, so you’re not familiar with the people there.”


    Braxton couldn’t do anything about her and finally sighed softly,


    “If you want to go, then go, just be careful with your own body.”


    After breakfast, Freya left the Kaufmanns’ house and drove the car, gently touching her abdomen.


    “Baby, I’m facing more and more restrictions because of you.


    As her belly grew bigger, Freya could clearly feel her brother’s uneasiness.


    She drove all the way to the West Geft Joint Department.


    Freya held a meeting and called the responsible persons from bothpanies.


    “Mr. Monaghan is not in the Joint Department recently. If there are any problems with the


    reconstruction, you cane directly to my office. I will be in the office all day this week, Freya said.


    The responsible persons looked at each other.


    “Miss Kaufmann, please rest assured. Mr. Monaghan has already arranged the work in the Joint.


    Department before he left. We will work diligently.”


    There were responses from both sides.


    Freya was slightly taken aback. She didn’t expect Radley to consider everything so thoroughly.


    After the meeting. Freya went to Brandon’s office. She pushed open the door and saw Brandon sitting


    in front of the tea counter, making tea.


    When Brandon saw Freyaing in, he snorted coldly and turned his face away in a rather spoiled.


    manner.


    Freya chuckled. “Master, what’s wrong with you?”


    Brandon’s face turned gloomy, and he nced at Freya with a sideways nce. “Do you still remember


    that I’m your master?”


    Freya helplessly walked over and casually took a small box from the nearby shelf.


    “Master, I have no choice. My brother is about to get engaged, and my belly is getting bigger. It’s


    inconvenient for me to move around.” Freya smiled.


    Brandon took a look and let out a long sigh.


    “Your belly looks really big. How long until the due date?”


    “Not long.” Freya replied casually.


    Usually, when Freya came to Brandon’s office, Radley would usuallye as well, but today she


    inexplicably felt that Brandon’s office seemed particrly spacious and empty.


    Freya opened the confidential box in her hand and took out an invitation card from her bag, handing it


    to


    Brandon.


    “Master, this is the invitation card for my brother’s engagement banquet. If you have time, please bring


    your wife and daughter to celebrate.”


    Freya thought for a moment before she said, “If you don’t have time, it’s okay.”


    Brandon didn’t seem like someone who enjoyed attending banquets.


    Brandon took the invitation card and ced it on the table beside him.


    Freya stood up and picked up a pile of small wooden structures, preparing to go back to her office to


    y with them.


    “Master, I’m going back to my office. Radley is not here, so I have to take care of the West Geft Joint


    Department.”


    “Go ahead.”


    Brandon made a disgusted gesture and waved his hand.


    Freya’s office was not far from Brandon’s. In just a few steps, she walked to the door of her office. She


    nced sideways at Radley’s office door, which was now tightly locked.


    She spent a day at the West Geft Joint Department but didn’t handle much.


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    In the afternoon, after packing up, she went to Brandon’s office, said goodbye, and then drove home.


    When the car reached an intersection, the traffic light turned red, and Freya stopped the car.


    Her phone in her bag suddenly vibrated, and she took it out and nced at it. It was a WeChat


    message from Radley.


    Radley: I’ve already met Wilson.


    Freya pursed her lips and replied, ‘Has the contract been signed?’


    Radley: Not yet. Today, Wilson was just receiving me. If everything goes well, the contract should be


    signed in three days.


    Freya nced at the traffic light, which had a few seconds left. She put her phone aside and started the


    car.


    When she arrived back at the Kaufmanns’ house, Freya got out of the car and looked at her phone


    again, Radley had sent another message.


    Radley reminded her, “Wait for me toe back.”


    It’s these words again. Freya’s heart felt a vague uneasiness. She always felt that something would


    happen


    when Radley came back.


    Something was slowly changing.


    In a few more days, it would be Braxton’s engagement banquet. The Kaufmann Residence was already


    cleaned inside and out, and the decorated pirs and tforms had been ced one after another.


    Only the flowers that were air-freighted needed to be arranged in advance.


    After dinner, Freya made a phone call to Isabe.


    Isabe, who was usually carefree, sounded a bit trembling in her voice, “Freya, I just realized that the


    engagement is in a few days, and I’m so nervous!”