Ashley spoke like a true lady from an elite family in a gentle tone. "Mr. Anderson wants to buy you dinner."
Freya halted in her steps. She asked rhetorically in a puzzled tone, "Did I hear wrongly? Why would he want to buy me dinner?"
"He said he wants to buy you dinner to say thank you for helping him with the matchmaking session."
Freya went quiet.
"I am not going."
Freya turned down the offer so swiftly that Ashley could not help feeling puzzled.
"Why not?"
Freya narrowed her eyes as she contemplated. Moments later, she replied, "I am busy. I have to get back to Bay View Garden as early as possible today. In any case, I was helping you with the matchmaking session and not Mr. Anderson."
Ashley laughed. "It's just dinner. Do these minor details matter?"
Freya glanced in the direction of the subway and continued walking. She said, "If you really want to buy me dinner, it is not too late to do it when you are engaged."
