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.”

the tea she had prepared in front of Brandon.

are the master, and

on mortise and

as she worked on various

need to be steady when making these things. Only then

small wood quite well earlier.”

Freya smiled.

surgeon, her hands were

carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to assemble a mini version of a small

watched her with a smile.

not speak when

small stool did he take some pleasure in her

drilled the hole crookedly.”

and said, “Then why didn’t you say

you did not make some mistakes?”

disciple chatted, the office door

to look, and Radley stood at the door, holding a tablet

“Radley, you’re here.”

shifted his gaze from

a little flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr. Lane,

calm as he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project that requires

me? If you want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform

not a difficult task.

cup of

the teacup with disdain.

brows and eyes glanced imperceptibly

Brandon sighed softly.

kneel down and pay respects, he would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for the sake of

the future husband of his apprentice. Brandon casually waved his hand.

to learn

“Let

“Let me take a look first.”

!

table, but it was not very wide.

sat across from Freya and picked up the tablet to look

Freya concentrating on various pieces of wood in front of her.

unaware of his presence, fully immersed in

without fear of

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