No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 180 What Does It Have Anything to Do With Me?

Matthew, who was on the other end of the phone, was not surprised that Radley was with Freya. He provocatively responded, “I might be dreaming, but you have nothing left to think about. The Marshalls haven’t forgotten the things you’ve done.”

Worried that the two would argue, Freya frowned and urged, “Give the phone back to my brother!”

After a while, Braxton’s voice came from the phone. “Isabella is also here. Come back soon!”

Freya understood why Braxton called her. He was calling for reinforcements.

Braxton loved Isabella and wanted to avoid her.

This was his way of dragging her back to be his shield.

As Radley looked at Freya beside him, the latter quickly avoided his gaze.

“Alright, I got it. I’ll be home soon,” Freya agreed and hung up the phone, feeling a bit helpless.

It had been three or four days since their grandmother’s birthday, and the guests should have left by now. However, Matthew and Isabella were still in Vroria.

Freya knew how Isabella felt about her brother. After all this time, Isabella wouldn’t give up just like that.

But if Braxton continued to avoid her and Isabella gave up, there was no turning back.

That was what Freya feared the most.

As the car drove smoothly, Radley glanced at Freya beside him and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Freya sighed. “Nothing. I’m just thinking about some family matters.”

Having heard Braxton’s words earlier, Radley pursed his lips.

In the past two years, there had been rumors in Caltun about Braxton from the Kaufmann Group dating Isabella from the Parker Group.

“About your brother and Isabella, you mean?” Radley asked.

Freya was surprised to hear that. “You know about that too?”

Radley put on a small smile. His voice which echoed in the dimly lit car was calm. “This news was spread in Caltun before, and since the Monaghans and the Kaufmanns have always been competitors, I usually know about what happens with the Kaufmanns

Freya chuckled lightly, nodded, and looked out the car window. “Indeed. It’s a given

car was passing through a commercial

that building Radley

followed Radley’s gaze and saw a particularly dazzling building not far away among

it was piercing the

were going to

“The Holland Group. It’s Chris’

was taken aback. There were only a few groups in Vroria that could build

looked at Freya and added, “I don’t know what your brother is thinking, but if he’s interested in Isabella, it’s best to win her

her eyebrows.

grandparents, including his parents, are very satisfied with Isabella and intend to form a marriage alliance with the

Holland family has set their sights

is interested? It’s not like they

run away from home a few times and hid

moment. “The Parker Group is also a large corporation in Caltun; they are not that different from the Holland Group. It doesn’t matter how

Radley smiled helplessly.

Group has had a lot of resources in their hands recently, and in Vroria, only the Marshalls can stand on equal footing with them. The Parker Group is also expanding into Vroria. If the Holland family doesn’t

Freya’s expression grew serious.

had also heard from Isabella about the Parker Group’s high regard for their newly established

was

were

parents from both families were happy with the arrangement,

a while, Freya forced a bitter smile and replied,

me

to Marshall Residence and stopped at the front gate this

the car, she said, “You

Calrup, I mean. The West Geft Joint Department can’t

back tomorrow,”

Marshall Residence, Connor looked at Radley and

sat in the car and took out his phone

“I’m locked up at home again. Just to attend a birthday banquet at the Kaufmanns. You’ve put your bro in deep sh*t just so you could

eyes were filled with a chill. “I

you trying to set me up

your family agree to

if he had come back to life. “What do you need me

for the Hood Group and make Matthew leave Vroria tomorrow,” Radley instructed in an icy tone, his expression growing equally

for a few seconds before Chris

the residence, she saw Ashley in the living