Chapter 530

Baimo’s gaze flicked to Freyja without even thinking. Her eyes burned with resolve—she wasn’t some mastermind capable of orchestrating a scheme this big. Besides, he’d already had the clown dig into it. This mess? Just a local thug stirring up trouble.

He pressed his lips together and muttered, “I trust you, Freyja. But I’m not into you like that.”

“Still dodging me with those words?” Freyja shot back, her voice steady, no hint of a joke. “You just asked what I wanted, and I told you.”

A month. That’s all she was asking for—not exactly a lifetime.

Baimo hadn’t even responded when she let out a small laugh and beat him to it. “Young Master Baimo, I’d throw my life on the line for you. And you’re balking at this?”

“Don’t try guilt-tripping me,” he said, voice firm. “It’s not happening.”