"My boyfriend is here to pick us up, so we’ll take our leave now.” Freya rose to her feet and hade everyone goodbye.
"Alright. We'll see you off downstairs.” A gleam flashed across Hugo's eyes, and he promptly got up.
Come on. Freya's boyfriend was the prime minister's son. If Hugo managed to get acquainted with him in Canberra or get his contact number, he would feel honored when he returned to Newcastle.
"No need..." Catherine turned him down.
"Let me do it. I’m worried you'll bump into some drunkards in the clubhouse."
Monte showed his utmost care by seeing them off downstairs.
Ryan and Max were leaning against an Audi downstairs. One looked handsome and elegant, whereas the other seemed cold and sharp. The two of them were chatting with their arms folded across their chests, and the scene was a feast for the eyes.
Charity and the rest were all stunned for a moment.
They never thought that Max would be here as well.
However, before the three of them could greet him, Hugo had already started to do so. “You must be Young Master Snow. You really are a man of striking appearance. You and Miss Lynch are both well-matched when you stand next to each other."
Ryan was bewildered.
That was when Freya introduced them to each other. "These are Young Master Jeffs from Dolly Corporation in Newcastle and Young Master Patterson from Janee Group."
"Oh.” Ryan nodded nonchalantly and held Freya's waist. "Get in the car."
"Young Master Snow, since we've met, can I have your number?"
"I’m sorry, but I dislike giving others my contact number."
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