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"Brace yourself for impact, Freya. Chris' surname is Walker," I said.

"What impact? He is just a Walker," said Freya without thinking.

"Freya Bailey, Chris Walker is the CEO of 'CW Foundations' and is the heir to 'CW Groups'" I say slowly so that the information sinks in her.

Freya was stunned for a few moments and then she shouted, "WTH? He is a bloody billionaire?"

I chuckled at her reaction and just kept nodding. He was a billionaire, and I was not even a millionaire. Of course, no one would have expected that I'd be childhood friends with a billionaire.

She then asked that one question she has been waiting for so long to ask, "How come you've told him about me but you've never spoken to me about him?"

I took a deep breath before saying, "Chris and I never have any secrets. We have a family reunion every year, where all 6 of us used to spend a week together. After my parents' death, it became just the 4 of us. We speak anything and everything during this reunion. Sometimes when he calls me, he'd ask me about everything that has happened in my life ever since the last time he called me. He knew I had made a new friend in middle school and he even asked me whether you were a good friend."

"As for why I didn't tell you, you never asked if I had any other best friend or a family friend. There was no topic between us to bring him into the conversation," I said honestly.

"If I had asked, would you've said?" asked Freya.

"Absolutely!" I said. She knows that I don't talk anything away from the topic and she's the one who switches topics too soon, too frequently.

I stood up and said, "I will go take a shower and you can take a shower in my parents' room. We can then have breakfast together."

After we both took a shower, we sat down and ate the breakfast Chris made earlier. Once we were done, we left my penthouse to go shopping in the nearby mall.

When we came back in the evening, both of us were dead tired. We laid on the couch and I turned on the TV to play something.

"Do you like Chris?" suddenly asked Freya.

"What do you mean by like? I've always liked Chris as a person. That's why we are so close to each other," I said.

"I meant like romantically. The way you liked Jacob. Do you love him?" asked Freya.

"NO! I have never looked at him with such intentions. I have always been comfortable around him and I never once thought of questioning myself if I would fall in love with him," I said honestly.

"Do you think he loves you?" she asked.

"Hmm, I sometimes doubted that he may have romantic feelings towards me. But then, when I asked about his relationships, he said that he has some girls and that he would not talk about it to me. He even confirmed that it was nothing serious. So I naturally thought that I might be overthinking things. It's just that I never would have thought that he'd be a playboy in relationships," I said casually.

"Hmm, hope you're right about that," muttered Freya, but I still heard it. She then asked, "Since you said that there are no secrets between you two, does he know about Jacob too?"

I just nodded and said, "Everything." I found nothing interesting to watch, so I switched to the Discovery channel and we watched it lazily.

After an hour, Chris opened the door. Freya was asleep and when I saw Chris, I checked the time; it was 8 PM. He is right on time, as usual.

He walked towards me while removing his coat. He undid the first few buttons and sat down next to me on the couch. He laid back his head on the couch, visibly seeming tired.

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