Chapter 428

Oscar frowned, his voice a low growl. “What’s it to you?” He barely knew Freya; they were just neighbors, nothing more. Yet, here she was, reminding him of his family’s rule. He shrugged off her hand, recoiling from her touch. Freya flushed, stung by the rejection.

Tomas, overhearing, intervened. “Oscar, that’s no way to speak to a lady. Don’t worry, Freya, I’ll have a word with him.” But his chivalry only intensified Freya’s humiliation. She stormed off, finding Debra in the dance studio. She marched up, hand raised to strike, but Debra caught her wrist.

“What’s your problem?”

Freya, always the picture of calm, was unraveling. “You’re shameless. Stringing men along, and now you’re after Oscar too?”

She tried to wrench free, but Debra held firm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Are you jealous?”

Her words struck a nerve, and Freya’s face darkened. “…”

“I see,” Debra said, releasing her and stepping back. “If you like someone, you should make an effort to win them over. If you like him, you should tell him rather than make things difficult for me.”

Freya’s eyes flashed. “What do you know? You know nothing about his family. They don’t allow him to date. Stay away from him.”

“And who are you to him?” Debra retorted. “Sister? Relative? Girlfriend, or wife?”

“I…” Freya faltered, and Debra pressed on. “You’re warning people off, but you have no claim on him. That’s ridiculous.”

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Embarrassed, Freya spun on her heel and fled the studio. Unaware of what transpired, the other trainees filtered in, whispering among themselves. “Even Freya can’t stand her. She’s something else.”

Debra toweled off, snapping, “Rather than gossip about me, you’d better focus on impressing Mr. Odom this afternoon.”

Ashley bristled, about to retort, but Debra grabbed a towel and left, hoping the female trainees’ efforts later would distract Edgar from causing trouble for her and Oscar.

Stimulated by Debra’s words, the trainees did their best to touch up their makeup and put on their best outfits during the lunch break. The studio was a sea of sequins and lipstick. Edgar, upon entering, felt like he’d walked into an exclusive club.

Henry, pleased with the well-prepared trainees, cleared his throat upon seeing his daughter, also nicely dressed. He said, “Eve, come meet Mr. Odom.”