Jonas was busy checking the bill, planning to transfer the money to Freya later so she could reimburse Bianca. That's when he heard Bianca's words.
He looked up at Freya, who was quietly waiting for the waiter to process the payment.
Without hesitation, he addressed Bianca directly. "Freya wouldn't do something like that. If she wanted to introduce me to someone, she would ask for my permission first." His voice was calm but firm. "Bianca, if you enjoy stirring up trouble, I suggest you leave now."
Freya's head snapped up in surprise. She and Jonas had been close once, but years had passed, and she didn't expect this level of defense from him.
Yet she'd never seen Jonas speak so bluntly to a woman—even those more capricious and demanding than Bianca.
"That's telling her,"
