She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 769:

However, she had overlooked one important detail.

She was only there because Ellis had asked her to be. And if he had personally invited her, he wasn’t going to let her just hide away in a corner all night.

The ballroom was bright and bustling, filled with people chatting, dancing, and mingling. The lively atmosphere buzzed with energy.

Just then, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd, drawing everyone’s attention toward the entrance. A wave of excitement followed.

“He’s so hot!”

“Who’s that guy?”

“I don’t think he’s from our department. We don’t have anyone that tall!”

“Even with the mask, he looks incredible. Imagine what he looks like without it!”

Curious, Freya turned her head in the same direction as everyone else.

One glance was all it took…

She froze.

A man in a black tailcoat stood at the entrance, tall and commanding, impossible to miss. Even with a mask covering part of his face, his chiseled features and otherworldly good looks shone through. He was breathtakingly charming.

Freya searched her memory, but she couldn’t recall anyone at her company who looked anything like him.

Who was he? Had he somehow wandered into the wrong event?

As she wondered, the man in the black tailcoat started walking toward her with smooth, elegant strides, carrying himself with the ease of someone born into nobility.

All eyes followed him as he crossed the room and stopped directly in front of Freya.

She stayed seated, her expression calm and composed.

𝑻𝑹𝑼𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑬: 𝒈⋅𝒂𝒍⋅𝒏⋅𝒐𝒗⋅𝒆𝒍⋅𝒔⋅𝒄𝒐⋅𝒎

The next moment, the man lifted a hand to his mask. His fingers were long, graceful—the kind one would expect on a concert pianist.

For the first time, Freya found herself admiring a man’s hands almost as much as his face—the only other exception being Kristian. This man was absolutely flawless. Who could he be?

“May I have the honor of sharing a drink with you, miss?” Ellis removed his mask, revealing the striking elegance of his features and a quiet air of sophistication that drew every eye.

For a moment, the room fell silent. Everyone stood transfixed, unable to look away.

Freya was stunned too. Ellis?

His lips curved into a faint, knowing smile as he reached for a glass of wine from a nearby table. With a casual grace, he offered it to her.

“May I?”

“You…” Freya barely managed a word.

Ellis raised a finger to his lips, a gentle signal for her to stay quiet. She was caught off guard, her mind blanking completely. All she could see was Ellis’s face—handsome, poised, and utterly unforgettable. Still holding the glass out to her, Ellis stepped closer. He leaned in and whispered, “Mina, you wouldn’t just stand there and let me be rejected in front of everyone, would you?”

Almost without thinking, Freya took the glass, her thoughts trailing behind the moment.

“Ellis Lambert! Oh my god, it’s him!”noveldrama

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