She Took The House The Car And My Heart

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.

by the variety show that he had lost all sense of wariness. "Ms. Briggs had my meal ordered along with

frost

a long time since he had dined with Freya, yet here was Gerard, seemingly

slowly on Gerard. "You

the toilets," Kristian instructed, ignoring the

his eyebrow, retorted smoothly, "Do

what of Ms. Briggs?" Gerard inquired, his tone laced

her personally," Kristian stated, his tone sharpening around

as he decoded

on his heel and exited with urgent strides, his

time, Gerard made it a

soft click, Kristian's gaze swept over the

not appeared tonight, would Freya have tolerated Gerard's

he made his way upstairs silently and tapped on the door behind which

Gerard, swung the door

might linger had never crossed

progress; after all,

instead, Freya promptly tried to close the

was quick; he

as she caught sight of him. A pang of jealousy over Gerard's presence made his

was terse. "Quite the opposite,

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Gerard?" Kristian probed further, his voice laced with a hint

frosty edge, "I tend to prefer the company of those

rose, a mix of frustration and disbelief echoing in

leave," Freya countered sharply,

agitated over a mere apology?" Kristian challenged, his annoyance palpable as he revisited an old grievance. "When you masterminded

so

heavily in the air, rendering her silent. Kristian felt a pang of discomfort at her quietude; he would

Kristian's phone buzzed

seeing the name "Liam", his brow furrowed in irritation. He excused himself to the balcony of

Shaw's voice came through, light and teasing, a stark contrast to the

my

wasting my time and you'll find yourself out on

let out a low

it

you were to throw me out, Grandpa would

his impatience