Chapter 268

Hearing this, both Johnny and Harry turned to look at Freya.

Freya’s expression didn’t change.

Sophia had also arrived. She hadn’t seen Harry in a long time and had specifically come with Raven. As soon as she saw Harry, she walked toward him.

“Harry,” she called.

Harry didn’t respond.

Seeing Harry’s coldness, Sophia’s expression darkened. When she saw that Freya was also present, she pursed her lips, snorted, and then, with a smile, said to Harry, “Harry, my sister and the others have arrived. Let’s go over there.”

Harry still didn’t acknowledge Sophia.

At that moment, someone approached and greeted him, someone who also knew both Freya and Johnny. The four of them started chatting.

Left out, Sophia stood awkwardly to the side, her face growing more uncomfortable by the second. She could only leave in embarrassment.

On the other side, Levi glanced over at Harry and commented, “It looks like Harry and their relationship is getting better and better.”

The “they” here naturally referred to Freya and Johnny.

Raven thought the same. After all, if Harry and Johnny had just a purely business relationship, in this kind of setting, a simple greeting and a few words would have been enough.

However, now Harry had been talking with them for quite some time. It seemed that Harry, Johnny, and Freya were on the verge of becoming friends.

Of course, in Raven’s opinion, Harry becoming friends with Johnny was because Johnny was someone worth forming a deep friendship with. As for the rest, it was just a natural consequence.

Matteo, hearing her words, glanced at Freya and the others but showed no particular reaction.

Raven also looked away and soon noticed Glen entering the banquet hall.

Following her gaze, Matteo also saw Glen.

Glen was dressed formally, looking even colder and more handsome than usual.

When Raven looked over, Glen noticed her and Matteo as well. As soon as he saw them, Raven smiled and was about to walk toward him, but Glen turned his face away and entered the banquet hall from the side with his friends.

Raven stopped in her tracks and sighed with a helpless smile.

She turned to Matteo and said, “He’s probably still mad at me for telling his family about his whereabouts. I tried calling him before, but he wouldn’t answer. Now that I see him, he’s ignoring me.”

Matteo replied, “Glen is still young. It’s normal for him to have a temper.”

Raven agreed with him.

What Raven and Matteo thought, Glen had no idea. After entering the banquet hall and greeting a few people, he was about to go over to the host when he noticed Freya and Johnny standing nearby.

He froze for a moment, his hand tightening around his wine glass.

Freya was wearing a pale blue, floral embroidered gown that accentuated her elegant figure.

This was the first time Glen had seen her in formal wear. He stood there, mesmerized, his eyes unable to look away.

His friend, noticing Glen’s absent gaze, followed his line of sight and was equally impressed. “Wow, she's gorgeous! Who is she?”

Glen snapped out of it and put his glass down. “Freya.”

“Freya?! That Freya? She’s this beautiful?”

Glen didn’t respond. He walked over to where Freya and Johnny were standing. “Mr. Gray, Miss Miller.”

Freya and Johnny turned around in surprise, not expecting him to attend the event.

They nodded politely.

Harry, noticing Glen, asked, “Who is this?”

Johnny answered, “This is Young Master White.”

He briefly introduced Glen’s identity and then introduced him to Harry. “This is Mr. Becker.”

Harry remembered there was indeed a prestigious White family in the city. After hearing Johnny’s introduction, he greeted Glen. “Young Master White.”

After exchanging pleasantries, the group began chatting.

During their conversation, Glen’s gaze often returned to Freya.

And the way he looked at her…

Harry, noticing this, paused for a moment, his grip tightening on his wine glass. He looked at Glen.

Glen caught his gaze, and they both exchanged a silent understanding.

In that instant, both men realized how they each felt about Freya.