Chapter 9 Admit Your Mistake

　　Freya's POV 　　I looked at him with bewilderment. "What does this mean?" 　　Kingsley glanced at me impatiently. "It's from a client. I have no use for it." 　　A memory surged within me: last year, someone else had gifted him a pair of expensive cat's eye earrings. Kingsley had tossed them to me, and I had been elated, cherishing them so much that I lost them at a party, causing me days of heartache and earning Kingsley's mocking disdain. 　　Little did he know that I treasured them because they were his gift to me. 　　Now, reflecting on it, those earrings were merely a discardable possession to Kingsley—something he had casually given away without a second thought. 　　I closed the box and handed it back to him. "Let's divide our belongings after we reject each other, so I won't need to take it back." 　　Kingsley's countenance instantly fell, "Freya! What qualifies you to bring up rejection? What makes you think you have a say in dividing our property? You're currently provided for in every w