After Freya left the airport, she took a car back home.
Freya was the new president of the Travio Corporation, so the place she lived in would definitely not be bad.
She lived alone in a two-story villa that was nearly 800 square meters.
The interior of the villa was also exceptionally luxurious.
After Freya reached home, she took off her high heels and walked into the bathroom barefooted.
Half an hour later, Freya walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. At this moment, her pretty face was flushed red and she looked exceptionally beautiful.
She sat on the balcony chair, poured herself a glass of red wine, and looked up at the scenery outside.
Freya swirled her glass of red wine absentmindedly, but her mind was still thinking about the scene of her meeting Connor at the airport.
"Why does that person look so familiar to me?"
Freya's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.
