274: Collective Stroke

Collective Stroke

"Maya, what nonsense are you spewing?!" Freya scolded.1

"Freya, you're too naive. How could a poor loser like Connor know someone like Titus Jenkins? Who the hell is he? He must be lying to you!" Maya said to Freya, unnerved.

"Maya, Connor did not lie to me. He really…"

Freya wanted to explain this to Maya, but Connor suddenly reached out to stop her.

Freya hurriedly turned to look at Connor, only to find him winking at her, hinting for her to stop talking.

When Connor saw Freya stop, he turned to look at Maya and said calmly, "That's right, I'm indeed a braggart. I'm simply not acquainted with Titus Jenkins, I was just working part-time the other day. I was not a VIP of Immortal Lake Manor!"

"Humph!"

When Maya heard Connor's words, she raised her head proudly. Then, she pouted and lamented, "Freya, did you hear what Connor said? He had admitted it himself. He was bragging. How could he know someone like Titus? Don't be fooled by him!"

"Sigh…" Freya shook her head helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"Connor, I think you're quite honest this time. You took the initiative to admit you were bragging, so I won't lower myself to your level. I won't complain about you to my grandfather. After all, you helped Freya once!" Maya turned her head and said proudly to Connor.

"Thank you!" Connor replied indifferently.

He did not want to get involved with Maya at all. After all, even if he proved that he knew Titus, it would only bring him unnecessary trouble. Therefore, Connor felt it was better for fewer people to know about this.

"No need to thank me. If you dare to lie to Freya again in the future, I will not let you off!"

Maya, who was simple-minded, was very happy. In fact, she did not want to do anything to Connor. She just did not want to believe that the people of Immortal Lake Manor chased her out but let Connor in. Wasn't this implying she was not as good as Connor, whom she had always looked down on?

That was why Maya wanted to get to the bottom of it.

However, she did not expect that the investor Connor had found for Freya was the famous Thomas Morgan of Porthampton!

Since Connor knew someone like Thomas Morgan, it should be normal for him to know Titus, right?

Priscilla didn't say a word. She just stood there and watched Maya and Connor quietly.

Priscilla was a very meticulous woman. Although Connor had admitted that he was bragging, she felt this was not as simple as Connor had made it out to be. This could be seen from Freya's expression.

However, Priscilla didn't ask much. She just smiled at Connor and the others. She could feel Connor's background wasn't as simple as everyone thought.

***

Twenty minutes later, Freya arrived at a restaurant.

Everyone got out of the car and walked into the restaurant. Then, they asked the waiter for a private room.

Freya and Priscilla hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they stuck together the moment they met. During dinner, the girls were chatting while Connor ate with his head lowered.

In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour had passed.

The dishes on the table were eaten by Connor alone. The three girls were chatting all the time and didn't eat much at all.

"Priscilla, where do you want to go later?" Freya asked Priscilla softly when she saw that they were almost done eating.

When Priscilla heard this, she thought for a moment and said softly, "I think it's still early. It's no fun to go back to the hotel. Why don't the two of you accompany me to Collective Stroke to take a look?"

"Collective Stroke?"

Maya was surprised when she heard this. Then, she pouted and said, "Priscilla, what are we going to do there? What's so fun about that place? I think we might as well go to a karaoke bar and sing…"

"Maya, have you forgotten that Priscilla picked up piano at Collective Stroke in Phillips Estate when she was young? She hasn't been back for so many years," Freya explained softly.

"I see. I've not lived in Phillips Estate since I was young, so I didn't know that Priscilla had picked up piano!"

Maya nodded lightly and continued, "In that case, let's accompany Priscilla to Collective Stroke to take a look. It just so happens that I've never been to a place like an art center. My father has always wanted me to learn piano, but I don't think I have any musical talent at all. It would be a waste to sign up for a class!"

When Priscilla and Freya heard Maya's words, they couldn't help but smile at each other. Then, Priscilla said indifferently, "Then I'll bring you to take a look today…"

"Alright!"

Connor didn't hear the conversation between the three girls as he was still busy eating. When he saw Freya and the others preparing to leave, he hurriedly raised his head and asked, "What are you guys going to do?"

"All you know is eating. Didn't you hear what we said just now?" Maya rolled her eyes and mocked Connor.

"No…" Connor shook his head helplessly.

"Sigh, I must admit it's bad luck Freya has someone like you to be her fiancé! You've been eating since you entered the room. You've been eating for so long but haven't finished yet. Are you a pig?" Maya looked at Connor and said with a disgusted tone.

Freya glared at Maya before walking up to Connor and saying, "Connor, we're planning to go to Collective Stroke with Priscilla now. Do you want to come with us?"

"Collective Stroke?" Connor was surprised.

He wanted to reject her, but Maya grabbed Connor and shouted, "Ah, Connor, since you have nothing to do when you return now, why don't you come with us to Collective Stroke?"

"I…"

Connor opened his mouth to speak, but Maya pulled him out of the room.

Although Connor didn't want to go to the art center, Maya kept dragging him, so Connor could only helplessly get into the car.

Actually, Maya wanted Connor to go with her not because she was worried that Connor would be bored going back alone but because she knew nothing about the piano. Freya and Priscilla had both learned musical instruments when they were young. If the three of them went together, Maya would feel like an idiot.

However, if Connor tagged along, the situation would be very different. At the very least, there would be someone who was even more idiotic than her.

After everyone got into the car, Freya drove straight to Collective Stroke.

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