Koen grinned quickly and blushed slightly, saying, "No."
"I changed to a new phone; you can add my new phone number," replied Freya, glancing at Peyton. "Tellgram has also changed, so please add me once more."
"Peyton, please get me a cup of milk tea and another piece of red velvet cake. I'm hungry."
"All right!" Peyton left right away.
Freya gave Koen a sly smile and said, "Mr. Koen, would you mind sitting down and having a little chat?"
Koen sat slowly, a hint of discomfort on his face.
With a smile on her face, Freya said, "Mr. Koen also enjoys drinking milk tea."
With a little ashamed expression on his face, Koen said, "I just come over for a few drinks occasionally," as he cast a glance outside.
"I want to change my taste because I drank too much wine at Red Shift."
"Peyton's mother ran away with others when she was a child," Freya said, lowering her head and pausing her speech before raising her eyes and giving Koen a steady stare. "She has been living with her grandmother as her father and grandfather passed away too soon."
Koen was taken aback when Freya unexpectedly revealed Peyton to him; he hadn't anticipated it.
He didn't know when he made a good impact on this content girl, but he had been visiting more frequently in the past few days.
When he arrived, not much was done. He just discovered a location where he could eat slowly and put in a lot of orders. Eating took about two hours.
A few store employees found the tall, huge boy attractive and felt it was cute that he was clutching a milk tea cup.
They didn't even consider him to be Mr. Nathaniel's bodyguard.
It's unlikely that they would find Koen charming if they witnessed him killing people.
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