Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Did He Somehow Discovered Yo...

Freya opened the email containing the startling request to investigate herself.

Her eyes darted to the sender address. This wasn't just any contact-this was someone she had collaborated with extensively years ago.

Back then, she had valued their expertise and shared objectives, which had fostered a period of productive partnership. But as circumstances calmed, their communication had dwindled to silence.

Why the sudden interest in investigating her now?

Her fingers hovered briefly before typing a response. "Did she offend you?" The message had barely left her outbox when Kristian received it.

He had anticipated the possibility that after years without contact, the hacker might have abandoned this account. He had been prepared for his request to vanish unanswered into digital oblivion. The immediate reply caught him off guard. Sitting in the car's back seat, he.tapped thoughtfully on his keyboard before responding, "No, helping a friend investigate. Can't say more. Can you look into her?"

Freya examined his response, her forehead creasing with concentration.

Suddenly, something clicked. She opened the attached image and scrutinized it carefully.

Only then did she notice the background-wasn't that the living room of Kristian's villa?

She typed back, "Is your friend Kristian Shaw?"

Throughout her career, she had rarely delved into personal backgrounds, including this particular contact whose identity remained a mystery to her.

Her skills were primarily deployed for evidence gathering.

But now...

Was Kristian investigating her? Or perhaps someone in Kristian's circle?

"Freya?" Frederick waved his hand before her face. "Freya!"

She lifted her gaze from the screen, meeting his eyes with practiced composure. "What's up?"

"What's captured your attention?" Frederick asked, halted at a red light, curiosity evident in his voice. "You've been staring at that screen for ages."

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"Nothing." Freya darkened her phone screen and slipped the device into her pocket, dismissing the email exchange from her mind.

"I meant to tell you earlier-before you deplaned, my sister messaged that Sheila's surgery went smoothly. She's been transferred to a regular ward." As the signal turned green, Frederick eased the car forward "she

tell

"Okay," Freya murmured.

acknowledgment, anxiety gnawed at

the delicate girl, weeping over

with a fracture and head trauma, Freya could barely imagine the

provided directions to Sheila's room,

parking.

building and ascended to the

step closer to Sheila's private room, her apprehension mounted until, upon reaching the door, her palms glistened

small observation window, she

motionless on the bed, eyes firmly closed in apparent slumber. Beside her sat a concerned father who, despite being in his

younger man.

if sensing her presence,

glass, and something electric passed between them. Hugh's gaze locked onto

After collecting herself, she pushed open the door, still dressed in the black outfit she'd worn to the divorce proceedings, which lent her

door with a gentle

surge of longing. “Mina,” he whispered,

avoided addressing him directly, moving instead to the bedside where

feelings. "The wounds have been treated properly. Whether there will be any lasting effects

acknowledged this with a noncommittal

upon the room like

lingered on her, almost tangible in its intensity. He

had found happiness during

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away from what had once been

began, then

hospital," Freya interjected, her voice

firmly, "You

wrestling with unspoken

about her life these past two

ventured only

Freya replied simply, settling into the chair beside the bed, her attention

for extended conversation. After offering a few words of

room.

he encountered Frederick

rushed back without eating anything," Hugh remarked, familiar enough with Frederick to speak candidly. He

later."

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