Chapter 309:

Taking a deep breath, Gerard steeled himself—mindful of the generous paycheck that necessitated such patience—and said, “Regarding the incident you asked me to look into, the assault on Ms. Briggs by several men…”

Kristian cut him off before he could elaborate further, his voice icy.

“Let’s talk about it tomorrow. Head over here now.”

“To where exactly?” Gerard inquired, a note of hesitance in his tone.

“My home,” Kristian replied crisply.

“Yes, now,” Kristian said firmly, making it clear he wouldn’t entertain objections.

Gerard knew better than to challenge the command.

As Kristian’s assistant, his life was essentially dictated by his boss’s whims, save for those rare days off.

promise of big paychecks and generous bonuses

later, Gerard arrived, dressed

he could even ask why he had been summoned, Kristian, perched nonchalantly on the sofa, waved dismissively and said with a detached air, “Head down to the wine cellar and bring up a

Gerard blinked in confusion, wondering if he had heard

Gerard quickly complied, descending into the cellar to retrieve the wine. What followed

time they cracked open the third bottle, Gerard was visibly struggling,

Lɒtєѕτ чhɒρτєrѕ ιn gɑl?οvєlѕ.сo?

teetered on the edge of inebriation. Once he saw that Gerard had

“Gerard.”

as he collapsed onto the sofa, his consciousness

about the divorce?” Kristian’s voice grew heavy, his eyes shadowed by the stirrings of alcohol-fueled introspection. “I lavished her

the mention of his idol, Gerard jerked upright, his cheeks flushed and his speech thick with

Kristian’s gaze sharpened.

deeper emotional bond,” Gerard muttered, his loyalty to Freya clouding his thoughts. “With

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