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Chapter 76

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With seven approaching, Freya's transformation was complete. Diego's carefully selected outfit hugged her curves, while her self-applied makeup highlighted her natural beauty. The result was flawless. Ruby red hair pins secured her locks, exuding elegance. Freya beamed with pride, knowing she had achieved breathtaking perfection by herself — no makeup artist or stylist required.

With graceful strides, she walked out of her room, clutching a small black purse which complemented her dress. As she arrived at the living room, she stopped abruptly, her brows furrowing in a confused frown as she watched Noah spread lilies around the house.

“Uh…Noah, what's going on?” She asked, utterly taken aback by his actions.

Noah, stunned by her unexpected presence, dropped the small basket of flowers and sprinted towards her.

“Happy birthday, Mom!” He yelled, a broad grin on his face, spreading his arms as a warm gesture.

Freya giggled cheerfully at him, surprised by his sudden gesture. She had conclu
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