No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 192

Chapter 192 The Drunkard’s Intentions Lie Not in the Wine

Radley took the phone back from Hannah’s hand.

Recently, his relationship with Freya had grown much closer, which should have been a good thing. However, as they grew closer, Radley found that his once strong self–control was starting to waver.

He wanted to be a part of her life and openly become the man standing by her side.

Hannah felt a bit aggrieved.

But looking at her brother, she dared not say anything more.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Radley typed on the screen, ‘It was Hannah fooling around just now. Sorry.’

Hannah innocently took the blame.

The next day, Freya got up early, said goodbye to Slyvia after breakfast, and hurriedly drove to West Geft Joint Department.

She wanted to learn several things, mainly related to mortise and tenon structures.

Freya was curious if she could convince, Brandon and his wife to stay in Caltun.

While Brandon was still there, she could learn something with his supervision.

Freya was full of enthusiasm for learning.

But a certain middle–aged man’s enthusiasm for work was clearly not enough.

Freya arrived at Brandon’s office early in the morning and waited until ten o’clock.

Only then did Brandon saunter in with a small cloth bag.

Freya hesitated to speak.

“Mr. Lane, you’re here quite early.”

Brandon chuckled, glancing at the busy scene in the outer office.

“I have nothing else to do.”

Then, he looked somewhat like a master, glancing at Freya. “So, are you my disciple or my boss now?”

Freya chuckled at the slip. “I guess I was a bit careless there. Of course, you’re my master.”

tea she

the master, and your

on mortise and

worked on various small mortise

be steady when making these things. Only then can

you handled the small wood quite well earlier.”

Freya smiled.

a surgeon, her hands were definitely

parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to

watched her with a

not speak when

could not assemble the small stool did he take some pleasure in her misfortune.

the

widened her eyes and said, “Then why didn’t you

you did not make some mistakes?” Brandon smiled.

master and disciple chatted, the office

look, and Radley stood at the door, holding a tablet in his hand as he

“Radley, you’re here.”

his gaze from

little flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr.

Lane, my company has been handling a project that

me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites of apprenticeship, including bowing and offering

was not a

a cup of tea, and placed it in front

the teacup with

eyes glanced imperceptibly at

Brandon sighed softly.

to kneel down and pay respects, he would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this

the future husband of his apprentice. Brandon casually

want to learn from

“Let

me take

!

had a long table, but it was

the tablet to look at the business affairs while his subordinates handled the

see Freya concentrating on various

immersed in her

could openly watch her without fear of being discovered as she immersed herself in

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