Chapter 434:

Was he really being ignored on purpose by Kristian? Did he really not see how different he was from last night to now? Seriously, how did Kristian manage to keep his cool like that?

As the minutes dragged on, Alan’s restlessness grew, prompting him to scrutinize the living room’s decor. The stark black, white, and gray palette rendered the space cold and impersonal, like a meticulously curated furniture showroom rather than a home.

It was hard to believe someone lived there; the space felt hollow and stripped of any soul.

His gaze drifted across the room, scanning every corner in search of something that might spark familiarity. But the longer he stood there, the more out of place it felt—like he’d stepped into it for the very first time.

After several minutes of wandering and quiet unease, Alan considered checking on Freya’s progress. However, as he turned to leave, his eyes caught a glimpse of something unsettling—a security camera, its lens unblinkingly omniscient.

His heart skipped a beat.

The camera might have captured every moment from the previous night.

Just as his nerves were starting to settle, a fresh wave of anxiety hit Alan—how on earth was he supposed to ask Kristian to delete the footage?

the study remained serene, oblivious

menacing sentinels, while Kristian

were merely silent watchers—unnecessary to check unless a break-in

stroke of ten o’clock, Freya had meticulously restored

washed a wave of relief over him. “Thank you,” he murmured, a rare

nod. She hesitated, her thoughts drifting to Alan’s recent turmoil. “Alan is quite sensitive. I apologize for his

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demeanor. “It’s no big deal. Please, don’t worry about it,” he assured her, his tone

thing, his allure—when he wasn’t cloaked in his usual cold indifference, he became almost irresistibly magnetic. She unlocked her phone and glanced up. “I’ll

velvety voice curling around the words in a way that made her heart

her mind going blank as her mouth refused to form a

flicked to his phone. “That can’t be right. The phone alone costs

into a smirk. “Then make it 999

said with a sigh, clearly

voice rumbled, his chiseled face locked in

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