Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Clumsy Excuse

"Alright." Freya ended the call and quickly sent Trent the meeting details.

Just as she finished, knuckles tapped against her door, followed by Kristian's voice cutting through the silence "Open up, I need to talk to you.

Freya tossed her phone onto the bed and crossed the room. When she pulled the door open, her voice carried none of its usual warmth-just cool detachment. "What is it?"

Kristian extended his phone toward her. "My grandpa wants to talk to you. Said your line was busy, couldn't get through."

She hesitated, realizing it was probably because she had been on the phone with Trent. Taking the phone, her voice softened. "Hello, Lionel.”

"Calling you this late-hope I'm not being a bother?" Lionel's familiar voice came through.

"Not at all," she replied gently.

"When you and Kristian left earlier, I forgot to mention something. That chess puzzle you left me last time- still haven't cracked it..."

Their conversation flowed easily after that.

Kristian didn't bother listening. Lately, Lionel barely sought him out, spending more time with Freya instead.

Most days, Lionel would simply remark, "Freya surely has more solutions than you," or "Your chess. skills aren't as good as hers," and occasionally, "How did I end up with such a foolish grandson?"

Truth be told, Freya resembled Lionel's grandchild more than Kristian did.

Lost in this thought, Kristian's gaze drifted to the gentle, patient woman speaking with his grandfather. He had basked in that gentleness for two years.

While lost in his memories, Freya's phone vibrated on the bed.

Kristian glanced over instinctively, but before he could glimpse the message, Freya lunged for it and darkened

the screen.

The entire sequence lasted less than a second-too swift for Kristian to react.

"I'm done talking with Lionel." She handed his phone back, her expression calm. "Here."

Kristian didn't take it.

His focus remained locked on her phone.

Though he hadn't fully seen the message, he was almost certain he had caught a name-Trent Seyi

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Chapter 11 Clumsy Excuse

not taking it?" Freya

but he still made no move

just messaged you?"

my business," she replied

before he said, "I'm still your

just looked

that moment, dressed in only a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, he looked more polished

usual.

appearance, at least, was undeniably

at him and pressed forward.

I have

you're

quiet, scoff. "You're clearly not well-versed in

hand, she added,

have that

voice turned

Trent was. They didn't move in the

ruthless and dangerous.

him, she might not

your phone,"

"No."

I have to take it myself?" His gaze

"I might be willing to hand

in anything

with Ashley," she said, her expression

jaw tightened. After a brief silence, he

seeing mine either," she said without missing a

stared at her, as if searching for something-some hesitation, some flicker of uncertainty.

the end, he took his phone back,

on a

She

noon, Kristian left after a phone call,

Trent at a

arrived, he

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