My Talented Babies & Genius Wife novel Chapter 133

Kiki, on the other end of the phone, was unaware of Freya’s predicament. The more she talked, the more excited she was. Thinking of the two minors beside her, she did not want to pollute their pure hearts, so she took Jaden’s phone and went to the living room to continue to give Freya advice.

“Mr. Fitzgerald looked boring. It must have been hard for him to take the initiative.”

Kiki cleared her throat and continued, “So Freya, you have to go out there and conquer Mr. Fitzgerald! It’s easier for a girl to chase a guy, and if you make the first move, I’m sure he can’t stand it.”

Kiki was getting out of line. Freya didn’t want to listen to her nonsense, so she was about to hang up the phone. But she was so nervous that she not only couldn’t hang up the phone, but also put it on speaker.

Kiki’s voice, like a loudspeaker, poured out of Kieran’s phone, “Freya, if all else fails, you tie Mr. Fitzgerald up. You open your mouth…”

Freya hung up the phone decisively, her lip corners twitching uncontrollably. In front of others, Kiki was always aloof and cool. Even when she smiled in daily life, her aura was invisible and aloof, which made it hard for people to get close.

How could Kiki, so noble and cool, be so unreserved in front of her?

To make matters worse, her unreserved words were heard by Kieran. He must have thought she was up to something against him!

Freya gulped feebly. Kieran must have misunderstood her so badly. How on earth should she explain so as not to let him misunderstand her?

“Mr. Fitzgerald, I’m done. Here’s our cell phone…”

Freya tried to hand the phone to Kieran, looked up and bumped into him. Freya blushed more and more as she felt the faint scent of body wash lingering over him. Especially when the pictures she had just seen on his phone started playing tricks on her mind.

In spite of himself, Kieran was replaced by the leading man and she was replaced by the leading lady.

Freya closed her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, the images haunted her like a spell, as if she had been poisoned.

“Mr. Fitzgerald, I’m done. Here’s our cell phone…”

Freya said it again when Kieran didn’t pick up the phone.

This time Kieran reached out and took Freya’s little hand with him.

“Do you think I’m boring?”

Kieran frowned, clearly not liking the dull description.

“No! Absolutely not!”

Freya shook her head. Kieran was not boring. He took the initiative to take advantage of her again and again, and he was clearly very bold and unrestrained!

Of course, Freya was afraid to say these words. She pressed her hand and tried to free it from his, but she failed.

Freya resigned herself to Kieran holding her hand. She was about to say something to thaw the atmosphere between them when she heard Kieran whisper, “You want to tie me up. And you…”

“No!”