Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt novel Chapter 2457

"Stacey is the young lady of the chairman who owns Halo Investment Corporation.”

Mrs. Lynch rolled her eyes at Freya. "She has a crush on your brother, and that's why she applied to become his secretary. Tsk. This woman has such great taste."

Freya's mouth twitched at the fact that her mother claimed Stacey had great taste just because she was in love with Forrest."

What great taste? My brother is so cold."

"Ahem. It’s fine for others to say that, but you shouldn't. Your brother has been treating you well since you were young. What’s more, he’s one of the very few good-

looking ones."

After Mrs. Lynch finished speaking, she coughed. "Of course, he is a bit cold. That's exactly why I'm worried that he'll be single forever. Since the woman saved him, he should devote his life to her, and he agreed with it too."

"My brother could’ve been scared because you kept pushing him to get married. Since he would have to get married anyway, he thought he might as well pick Stacey so that he wouldn't have to go on more blind dates." Freya's lips twitched.

"Oh well. Their feelings for each other will grow as they get along over time. Once they have a child, their life will be different. Besides, Stacey is indeed a nice woman. I quite like her.”

Freya was not familiar with Stacey.

Nevertheless, she did not think that life would be different for a couple after having a child.

She had previously that thought as well, yet she ended up divorced from Rodney.

Upon hearing that Forrest returned home that night, Freya raced to his room. "Forrest

Just as she shut the door and turned around, she saw Forrest taking off his shirt. Under the dark blue shirt were his toned muscles and slim waist. However, his skin was honey-colored and tanned, unlike Ryan, who was fair-skinned.

"Wow, Forrest. I didn’t know you had muscles." Freya was momentarily stunned at how well her brother had kept his muscles.

Forrest glared at her and quickly put on his pajamas. "Don't you have hands? Why didn't you knock before entering my room? We’re not kids anymore.”