Chapter 59

Chapter 59 Not Thrilled To See Me, Are You

& Chilling race cut through the silence abruptly.

Gerard suffered an unsettling realization washing over him as he recognized his boss's commanding tone.

The corners of his mouch badn't even settled before his boss spoke up again, stealing the moment.

Showing yoursel Kistan approached, his presence casting a shadow over the once light-hearted atmosphere

Boch Gerard and Freya turned to face bim at the same moment.

Gerard rose swiftly, his threat tightening as he stammered, "Mr-Mr. Shaw..."

Why was his boss here now?

Preya gare Cristan a feeding glance, then resumed watching, seemingly unaffected by his arrival.

of he got in that easily be bad dearly figured out her password. She definitely needed to change it-soon.

Have you prepared the apology statement?" Kristian's voice harbored a controlled anger.

Gerard's eyes darted towards Freva. He was uncertain whether she had drafted it, especially since she had spent the entire afternoon secluded upstairs.

Why the urgency Freya responded coldly. "It will be sent out eventually." Texpect it to be posted by tomorrow evening," Kristian declared, his brow furrowing at her casual demeanor. "it's not, be prepared for the fallout."

"You're really disrupting my evening Freya snapped back, irritation clear in her voice. "Can't I have a moment's peace to watch TV?"

With a sigh, Freya snatched up her glass of water and marched upstairs, her steps echoing.

Both Gerard and Kristian stood there, dumbfounded by the abrupt outburst of Freya's temper.

Gerard, compressing his lips, hesitantly ventured, "Don't worry. I'll stay late and draft one myself. If she hasn't prepared it by tomorrow, I'll send her mine

Kristian merely gazed at him, offering no reply.

Under the weight of his piercing stare, Gerard nervously wiped his brow, puzzled. "Is there something on my

face

He remembered clearly washing up after their meal-his face had been free of anything

"Why aren't you heading out for dinner?" Kristian's gaze hardened, his features tightening into a mask of cold displeasure.

had my dinner already," Gerard responded, recalling how he had been so captivated by the variety show that he had lost all sense of wariness. "Ms. Briggs had my meal ordered along with

to frost over

been a long time since he had dined with Freya, yet here was Gerard, seemingly relishing his evening, despite being placed here

dawned slowly on Gerard. "You haven't eaten

toilets," Kristian instructed, ignoring the question. Gerard raised an

eyebrow, retorted smoothly, "Do I seem like I'm in the mood

Gerard inquired, his tone laced

his tone sharpening around the

on Gerard, a shadow passing over his features as he decoded the frostiness in his

exited with urgent strides,

frequent moocher of snacks and screen time, Gerard made it a point

the door's soft click, Kristian's gaze swept over

tonight, would Freya have tolerated Gerard's continued

his way upstairs silently

the door open

notion that Kristian might linger had never crossed her

to monitor Gerard's progress; after all, a personal check-in often proved more impactful than

instead, Freya promptly tried to close the door, a clear

quick;

of him. A pang of jealousy over Gerard's

was terse. "Quite the opposite,

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probed further,

"I tend to prefer the

frustration and disbelief echoing in the

your truth or leave,"

annoyance palpable as he revisited an old grievance. "When

his words, Freya's resolve wavered, her wish for his absence so intense she could almost quantify it-a

at her quietude; he would have

tense moment, Kristian's phone

irritation. He excused himself to the balcony of the study, answering

through, light and teasing, a

wasting my time and

find yourself out on the street," Kristian

let out a low chuckle, his

is it

still relaxed. "Oh, if you were to throw me out,

his impatience

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