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.
meant only one thing-Kristian was
stared at his screen, baffled. Did Freya wake up in a
a pen, scrawled her name, and shoved them into
disaster-dozens
clearly blabbed about her resurrection to
reached for her phone-only for it to ring
ID flashed; it
Two years of silence, and
a situation involving her mother, and
to her father nor had
pause, she answered coolly.
Silence.
one for patience, was about to hang up when Hugh Briggs' raspy voice
clawed at
do you want?"
guilt threading his words. "Frederick told
digging into
had no interest in
beat passed before Hugh ventured, "What's
couple." She let the word hang. "About to
Hugh's
hitched. She was
"You" he started.
Freya didn't want to
"Wait!" he rushed.
She held her tongue.
crackled
muttered, "When are you coming back?
hastily, he added, "Your
phone. For a flicker,
up before
dead line, frustration curdling in his chest. He
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