Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Kristian Was Pure Scumbag

The reason behind Kristian's refusal was simple. Before Ashley returned, he needed someone to manage his elders at home-and Freya, adored by his parents and grandpa, was the obvious choice.

But sometimes, Freya couldn't help but wonder-did he really think she was a fool? Otherwise, why would he assume she'd play along in hiding his affair?

Now, with his sudden demand for divorce, frustration simmered inside her. Even after six months of steeling herself, a stubborn flicker of emotion remained. She let out a slow breath, crossed to the sofa, and grabbed her phone.

She tapped the contact labeled "Fred"-untouched for two years-and typed, "Check if Shaw Group's facing any issues. And find out if Kristian's terminally ill."

Fred's replies exploded onto the screen instantly.

"Holy-Freya?!"

"Never thought I'd hear from you again!"

"Two years, Freya. TWO."

"Where've you been?!"

She didn't bother explaining.

Mood sour, she fired back a single word, "Check."

Fred caved. "On it!"

She tossed the phone aside and waited.

If Kristian was divorcing her to spare her some tragedy, she'd forgive him-maybe even help. But if he was just an unfaithful jerk? She'd drop him without a second thought.

Thirty minutes later, her phone buzzed with Fred's verdict. "Zero troubles. No illness, no crisis. Why the hell are you asking? Kristian's loaded, hot, and sharp— you two are a match. Don't you like pretty boys? Give it a shot!"

She ignored the jab and shot back, "You are so blind."

Then she silenced her phone.

external factors meant only one thing-Kristian

his screen, baffled. Did Freya wake up in a

After a pause, she snatched a pen, scrawled her name, and

emerged, her phone was a disaster-dozens of unread

blabbed about her resurrection to the entire

over her damp hair, she reached for her

caller ID flashed; it

years of silence,

City due to a situation involving

father nor had he contacted her-until

she answered

Silence.

hang up when Hugh Briggs' raspy voice cut

clawed

want?" she

hesitated, guilt threading his words. "Frederick told me you reached

you were digging into

Freya had no interest

before Hugh ventured, "What's

the word hang. "About to

Hugh's

She

"You" he started.

done." Freya didn't want to waste any

"Wait!" he rushed.

She held her tongue.

crackled

muttered, "When are you coming back? That

hastily, he added, "Your mom's belongings

For a flicker, emotion crossed

before he could

the dead line, frustration curdling in his chest. He

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