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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 faster beneath the

arched a brow. "When did I

you're okay with

"Yes."

of relief

felt lighter, and her pace quickened ever so slightly as she resumed

about to ask her something, but seeing how heartily she

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

out anything about Kristian and Lawrence?" Ellis asked after clearing up, handing her a glass

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

shadow passed

let him know ahead of time. "I've asked Melvin to handle your assignments. You can

do."

agreed after a thoughtful

And though Lawrence could be slippery, he wasn't a malicious man. Freya

together a while longer before Freya stood to leave. But instead of diving

she sent him an email requesting

was sent, she

outside the operating room ever since sending Kristian in for

treatment.

was growing more and more agitated-he even began contemplating the

Hayes, why the long face?"

Lawrence replied airily, though the concern in his voice betrayed him. "If he dies on

with Kristian had taken

the man teetered

art.

been dealt

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Chapter 270 Jacob Prescott

a doctor emerged from behind the doors, a thin sheen

brow.

is he?" Lawrence

he's lost a significant amount of blood.

saying there's no hope?" Lawrence asked

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

way."

"Jacob Prescott?" Lawrence stilled.

"Yes."

face. He suddenly had the sinking feeling

had made a

trade.

had

a hand if

snatch lives from death's grip was beyond dispute, but whether he chose

entirely.

and Jacob didn't exactly