Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Créating A Group Chat

Liam leaned in and reminded Lionel, "Grandpa, Kristian's back."

"So what?" Lionel scoffed, a cold snort escaping him as he made no effort to hide his disdain for Kristian.

He had spent the entire day waiting, only for Kristian to show up alone.

Fully aware of where he stood in the Shaw family after the last fallout, Kristian had already made peace with the shift in dynamics. His talent for adapting swiftly had always been one of his strengths.

Noticing Lionel's disinterest, Kristian didn't take it personally. Instead, he settled into his seat with practiced ease and took a leisurely sip of his coffee.

The more composed Kristian appeared, the more agitated Lionel became.

Eventually, after making a half-hearted move on the chessboard with Liam, Lionel tossed in the towel.

"I'm done," Lionel muttered irritably, the scowl on his face deepening. He added, not-so-subtly, "Some people just know how to crawl under my skin."

Kristian's lips curled faintly into a knowing smirk. "Is it really worth getting all worked up just because I didn't bring your beloved Freya back?"

His remark only served to further infuriate Lionel, "Then why did you even bother coming back at all?"

"Shall I leave, then?" Kristian asked coolly, his every move-right down to sipping his coffee-exuding calm sophistication.

Lionel felt an overwhelming urge to strike him with his cane. What an insufferable brat!

He could trust neither Kristian nor Liam-unlike Freya, who never failed him.

"Calm down, Grandpa. She'll be in Jeucwell tonight," Kristian said, placing down his teacup with a grace that seemed almost theatrical. "She's coming with her father."

At that, Lionel's expression froze, a flicker of unease darting across his features.

He asked, almost cautiously, "I remember Freya once mentioned things weren't great between her and her family. Did you meet them in Alerith?"

"I did," Kristian answered, his eyes darkening slightly. "Looks like things have smoothed out between them." Lionel's expression relaxed a touch in response.

But then, another thought intruded, and his brows knotted in complicated emotion. "And how did things go between you and them?"

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measured and calm. "But halfway through the conversation, Freya threw me out. Haven't

done!" Lionel said without

He didn't even bother questioning whether he

asked, clearly uneasy. "You've been married to Freya for two years and

feel a twinge of shame. Kristian had married Freya without notifying her family-ignoring even the most

need," Kristian replied. "Freya

the response. So did Liam. Both turned to Kristian as

their strange looks, Kristian arched a brow. "What's with the

actually my brother," Liam said, as irreverent

"I'm inclined to

they were poking fun at him.

feelings once in the last six months,"

was just going through a rough patch. Only later did he discover it

good to Freya. Had he kept it up, they might've had

Kristian stiffened, just slightly.

warned you. You'd regret divorcing her," Lionel said, his disappointment

eyebrow and teased, "Starting to feel that regret now,

"No," Kristian replied firmly.

glare. "Some of my old friends are dying

words. He was convinced Lionel's only goal was to

a casual meet-up. Not a marriage proposal. Just some young people getting to know each other," Lionel said, his scheming barely concealed. "Why wouldn't she be open

Kristian said nothing

likely go along with it out of respect

his grandfather wouldn't be

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pushing her away even more, go right ahead," Kristian said, emotionless, "I

paused, suddenly uncertain about Kristian's intentions. What was going through his

change," Kristian said as he stood, his tall frame radiating quiet elegance. "You two can

fresh outfit. Once dressed, he lounged on the sofa,

had a clear idea who Lionel was talking about

thought, he used the alternate account, pulled up their

people he wasn't close to, he

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