Chapter 300 Mr Inken’s Treat

Freya lived in the innermost room, while Brisa’s room was right next to hers.

After they returned to their rooms and put away their luggage, Freya finished washing up and went out, only to see Brisa walking out with a smile on her face and her phone in her

hand.

“Did you see the message from Ink?” Brisa asked.

“What message? I was taking a shower just now and didn’t see it.”

Freya approached Brisa, and the screen of her phone was already filled with messages from

Ink.

Ink: You guys left without telling me anything!

Ink sent a lot of pictures: some of them were of him waiting for them in front of the airport, and some in the restaurant, where a private room had already been reserved.

The dishes were already served, and there was also a collection-grade red wine.

On top

of that, his handsome face, which was originally delicate, now looked even more pitiful with resentment.

Freya sighed, “Didn’t we send him a message?”

“I did, but he said he was waiting for us at the airport and didn’t see the message.”

Hearing that, Freya chuckled. “Let’s not let him resent us like this. After all, we have free time. tonight, so why don’t we go over?”

I had

and her hair was still slightly

villa, and

new to them, especially in early February, as the cold

the night view. However, the moment the

organizing committee was thinking, having a

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winter, it doesn’t affect the beauty of Pink Beach.

them drove toward

the north of Hartterre, while the

restaurant, Ink was already slumped on the sofa

immediately mocked, “Mr. Inken, what’s wrong with you? Are you acting like a delicate young master in front

that, Inken stood up and smiled. “Brisa, it seems like you don’t want to take on any

you seeking revenge? As the esteemed Mr.

been like this, haven’t

Freya next to him

unhappy upon

your preferential treatment

of them sat down at the table, chatting for a while, and then Inken mentioned the

and I think you don’t need to pay attention to those idle talk. We trust you.” Inken smiled, “You never

the Callahan family is also one of the

our family wasn’t interested in perfumery contests like this, but this time, it’s being held in Hartterre. The organizers approached my father, and since it was a big contest, we obliged. But I didn’t

three of them

same time,

master coming to compete this year. She was the champion

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