Chapter 118 When the Leads Meet
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Freya was still mid–conversation when she noticed Sophia getting distracted. Curious, she followed Sophia’s gaze–and spotted Louis walking toward them from the stone path.
Towering sycamores lined both sides of the walkway, leaves fluttering down now and then. Dressed in casual clothes, Louis strolled toward them at an unhurried pace, looking for all the world like he’d stepped out of a painting. He was every bit the elegant nobleman–so beautiful that it made people hold their breath for fear of disturbing the moment.
Of course, Louis had no idea what they were thinking. When he noticed Freya looking over, he instinctively picked up his pace.
“Paperwork’s done. Where’s Aiden?”
“He’s over there playing.” Freya pointed in the direction where Aiden stood. Since Aiden was next to Han Summer, she assumed he was keeping an eye on her, completely unaware that he was just standing there deep in thought, putting on a show of supervision.
“And this is?” Louis hadn’t looked at Sophia once since he walked over.
Sophia had been striking what she believed was her most graceful, intellectual pose–even adjusting her gaze to perfection- just waiting for Louis to notice her. But even after he exchanged a couple lines with Freya, he still hadn’t looked her way.
This was their first time meeting up close, and Sophia’s heart was pounding as she took in Louis‘ profile. No wonder he’s the male lead. That impossibly handsome face, that aloof and composed demeanor, the natural nobility in every move–it all made her pulse race. He really is the ultimate man.
And more importantly, he was her male lead. This was the man she was destined to spend her life with. He’d make a brilliant comeback, rise to dazzling heights, and spoil her and her alone for the rest of their lives. How could she not be excited?
“Oh, this is my husband,” Freya said awkwardly. As usual, saying the word husband made her feel uncomfortable. She glanced at Louis and noticed him finally giving Sophia a passing look–but showing zero reaction to her words.
“Oh, so you’re Mr. Graham. I’ve heard so much about you.” Sophia took a deep breath and shifted into her best expression: elegant, composed, and breathtaking. She even turned her head slightly–her side profile was her best angle–and extended her right hand. “I’m here dropping off my niece. My last name is Han.”
Louis‘ brows drew together ever so slightly. He reached out and gave the briefest touch of a handshake, barely brushing her fingers.
“Pleasure.” Polite, distant, and nothing more.
Before Sophia could say anything else, Louis had already turned toward Aiden. “Has he been playing here the whole time?”
Freya was about to answer, but Sophia cut in first with practiced poise.
“My niece Summer is quite shy. When she got here and saw Aiden, she really wanted to be friends. Freya kindly asked Aiden to keep her company. I should thank him for being so considerate. Why don’t I treat the three of you to lunch today?”
“No need. We’ve got other plans. We’ll be taking Aiden now. Ms. Sophia, please go on ahead.” Louis declined flatly without even waiting for Freya to respond. Then he walked off in Aiden’s direction.
Freya gave Sophia an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that–my husband tends to be a bit cold with people. He’s not trying to be rude or anything. He probably has something planned with Aiden. Please don’t take it personally.”
Sophia maintained a calm smile. “It’s all right. If Mr. Graham has business to attend to, he should go. I was just about to take Summer to finish her check–in anyway. Let’s catch up another time.”
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