Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Let's Go Say Hi

To The Folks Next Door

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"Sure," Kristian agreed, his voice tinged with the usual patience he reserved for Freya's whims.

As Freya continued to quietly eat, her thoughts wandered, puzzling over Kristian's presence.

Kristian couldn't help but grapple with the same question. Even after settling into a private room with his friends-Felipe Yates, always hungry for drama, and Zander- Kristian's mind replayed the earlier scene he couldn't shake off.

The image of Freya and Trent, seated unusually close at an expansive table, nagged at him.

"What's on your mind?" Felipe prodded with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "You mentioned wanting to

discuss something earlier. Why the brooding silence now?"

"It's nothing," Kristian muttered, dismissing the inquiry with a wave of his hand, his brow furrowed in irritation.

Felipe exchanged a knowing look with Zander.

Thriving on the thrill of the intrigue, Felipe couldn't help but stir the pot. “I heard Trent's reputation has been

spotless for nearly three decades-always distant, never tangled up with any woman. Seems like he's not as

aloof as the rumors made him out to be."

“That's for sure,” Zander chimed in, his voice smooth as he took a leisurely sip of his drink, his expression

unreadable.

The mere mention of Trent's name was enough to fan the flames of Kristian's annoyance. He snapped, glaring

at Felipe, "Don't you have anything better to do than dig up gossip?"

"Nope," Felipe retorted, his smile broadening, clearly enjoying the rising tension.

The three had been inseparable since they were kids, which explained why Felipe and Zander could weather

Kristian's storms of temper with such ease.

Kristian, feeling trapped in a maelstrom of emotion, fixed his eyes on Zander. His friend's aloofness pricked at

him, stirring memories of a clip from a reality show he and Freya had once watched. It was enough to reignite

his anger.

"You really think you're not a jerk, huh?" Kristian snapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Must be nice, sipping drinks without a care in the world!”

Zander, caught off guard, furrowed his brows in confusion. What did he do to- deserve this?

Felipe slung an arm around Zander and chuckled with a devilish glint in his eye. "Oh, let's not wast

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not with them, shot back. "Worry

mischievous grin stiffened

still puzzled, shifted his stance. He inquired softly,

who called this meeting?" Felipe interjected, his to now tinged with bitterness.

with it then."

sighed deeply, “Look, I need a favor. Keep

me, will you?"

with the weight of unspoken debts as

to owe

conversation, however, pivoted sharply when one of them voiced the question on everyone's mind. "Ashley is

with a calm, almost distant

probed, his

admitted, his tone flat

in with a biting tone,

shattering you?"

"It

set the record

than he usually

until everything is finalized with the divorce, so I need you two to keep an eye on her

recalling his encounters with Freya, noted her gentle demeanor.

moment, Kristian

she acts like you're nothing to her. Feels more like she

your money, not you."

not like that," Kristian countered quickly, a protective edge to his

with a smirk, his words sharp. "People often

be extraordinarily greedy."

frown deepened, a tangible weight of resistance settling into the creases of his

the type to care about money, but a flicker

her

further, the annoyance prickling

increasingly difficult to s.

flavors of his meal.

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flickered towards the door of

anticipation he

relationship With Trent, she would've come forth with an explanation by now.

a sigh, he took another distracted sip

Felipe and Zander exchanged glances, acutely aware of the

silence stretched on, the atmosphere thickened with unspoken words until Felipe could no longer bear the heavy air. He rose, casually slipping a hand into his pocket, his voice breaking the quiet. "Let's go say hi to the

them Freya was the one who

and stubborn stance, Felipe pressed on, a gentle coaxing to his tone, "Trent traveled all the way from Alerith to Jeucwell; shouldn't we at

was a moment's hesitation, a flicker of conflict across Kristian's features before Zander's hand

on his shoulder.

reason, Kristian got up from his seat and

standing tall, their presence commanding enough to

the exclusivity of the members-only restaurant provided a semblance of

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