Chapitre 1802: The Auction

"Right!"

Connor nodded and left the cafe with Freya.

As Freya and Connor had booked first-class seats, there was a special passage for them to board the plane, so they didn't take too much time when boarding.

After boarding the plane, Freya did not continue chatting with Connor. Instead, she took out her laptop and started dealing with company matters.

Connor had nothing to do, so he could only close his eyes and rest.

When Connor opened his eyes again, more than three hours had passed.

He instinctively turned to look at Freya and realized that she was working.

Seeing her working so hard, he felt his heart ache.

"Your husband is already so rich. There's no need for you to work so hard, right?"

"Your money is the money of the understates, and it has nothing to do with me. I'm working so hard just to prove that I'm worthy of you. If you ever run into trouble, I hope I can help you!" Freya replied.