(Freya's POV)I fell silent, unable to answer. My mind is heartfelt with chaos. Feelings of hatred, hurt, and frustration mixed together in my chest. How could he still dare talk about work after all this?"We have to come there to check and take care of ongoing projects," he continued in a serious tone. “You can't run away from work, Freya. If you still have a professional attitude, you will come.”I clenched my fists, trying to contain the burning anger inside me. “I didn't have to come with you,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended."But you have to, Freya," he replied firmly. There is no room for compromise in his voice. He had already decided, and for him, I had no other choice.I was about to open my mouth to reply when my office door was knocked, then opened slowly. Henry appeared in the doorway, his eyes immediately narrowed when he saw Ash standing over me. His face hardened, clearly showing deep dissatisfaction and worry. Henry knows who Ash is, and he knows how much it
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