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Chapter 51

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After staring hard at Diego for an uncomfortably long amount of seconds, Freya finally let out a sigh, shaking off the arising thoughts and realizing she had just been overthinking stuff. He looked relaxed and calm, his smile convincing her of his purity and making her less doubtful of his motives or suspicious of his actions.

“I just wanted to invite you for lunch”, she said, forcing a smile.

“Oh, is that so?” Diego chuckled lightly. “I'd be delighted to, Madam Chef Freya”.

Diego's lips curved in a smile as he winked at her a little. His warm smile finally infected her and got her smiling as well. She finally decided to let go of her pain and disappointment.

“Quit joking around”, she said with a short friendly smile, the warmth in her eyes a testament to her lit up mood.

Diego chuckled slightly and curved his arm around her shoulders and said, “Let's go inside”.

Freya nodded slightly and they began to head towards the entrance of the house.

When they got in, Noah was already out of h
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