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Chapter 270 Jacob Prescott

"What are you waiting for? Dig in," Ellis remarked casually, catching sight of Freya standing motionless beside the table.

For the first time, Freya found the simple act of eating to be an arduous task.

Her thoughts weighed so heavily on her that each bite felt delayed, her appetite dulled beneath the burden.

Ellis glanced over at the dishes-ones he considered rather decent-and asked, "Not quite your taste?" "They're fine," Freya answered, her voice quiet.

Basic etiquette dictated that a guest shouldn't nitpick their host's food. Besides, she had never been particularly fussy to begin with.

"Ethel was only teasing earlier," she said after a slight pause. "You really don't need to factor me in when you cook next time. Just make whatever you feel like."

Ellis raised an eyebrow in response. He set his utensils down and turned his gaze toward her.

Freya braced herself and met his eyes, feeling a ripple of discomfort stir within her under his silent scrutiny- even though she was no longer under training.

"Freya," Ellis said her name with an unhurried lilt.

Freya blinked, puzzled. "Hmm?"

"Less overthinking. More eating," he said, half exasperated, half amused.

Freya stared at him, confused.

What exactly was he implying?

She considered asking, but one glance at his expression-apathetic and clearly unwilling to elaborate-made her hold her tongue.

"Captain," Freya began, her mind already calculating the complications that might arise later. If she had to remain on guard for Ellis's tricks on top of everything else, she wasn't sure her brain could handle the load.

Ellis looked at her calmly.

Freya clutched her utensils, unmoving, and asked, "Do you still mean what you said before?"

"What did I say?"

"You promised me something when I came back."

Ellis paused, clearly caught off guard by the sudden shift. "I stand by it."

"Can you really let go of the fact that I called you to help me calm down?" Freya kept her expression neutral,

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thudded

brow. "When did I

okay

"Yes."

of

that weight lifted, her shoulders felt lighter, and her pace quickened ever so slightly as

ask her something, but

to do the dishes, but Ellis stepped in and took over. He

clearing up, handing her a glass of water as he sat down beside her on

replied, her tone suddenly more serious. "I plan to

of shadow passed through Ellis's

time. "I've asked Melvin to handle your assignments. You can reach out to him for anything- he actually knows more about Anita

do."

Ellis agreed after a thoughtful

matters he needed to settle here. And though Lawrence could be slippery, he

sat together a while longer before Freya stood to leave.

she sent him an email

was sent, she decided to

waiting outside the

treatment.

any definitive word, and he was growing more and more agitated-he

the long face?" his assistant

Shaw Group in there," Lawrence replied airily, though the concern in his voice betrayed him. "If he dies on my watch, both his family and Freya

Kristian had taken tremendous effort. Lawrence

the man teetered on

art.

he'd been dealt

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Chapter 270 Jacob Prescott

from behind the doors, a thin sheen of sweat on

brow.

is he?" Lawrence

temperature won't stabilize, and he's lost a significant amount of blood. The bullet

saying there's no hope?" Lawrence asked

hesitated. "If you can get in touch with Dr. Jacob Prescott, then there

way."

"Jacob Prescott?" Lawrence stilled.

"Yes."

frown settled on Lawrence's face. He suddenly had the sinking

had made

trade.

had a volatile

to lend a hand if the returns were

ability to snatch lives from death's grip was

entirely.

problem? Lawrence and