Chapter 644:

If Freya hadn’t laid the groundwork beforehand, Kristian might have been sent into a full-blown panic.

Even knowing it was all part of the plan, he still couldn’t shake his worry for her.

“Don’t worry. Freya’s safe,” Frederick assured him again.

Kristian remained silent. He opened the new email and clicked on the attached image.

He had to admit—Freya had truly thought of everything. She’d even prepared the report in advance.

After viewing the photo, he noticed a message beneath it.

It read, “If you don’t want Freya to be harmed, go sit on the beach overnight before 6 PM today. You may only wear a shirt on your upper body. If you refuse, I’ll throw her into ice water for the night. And if you call the police, she dies.”

Kristian read the message in full, then took his phone and headed out.

“Where are

the beach,” Kristian replied

his face etched with urgency. “He’s just using scare tactics. Freya can handle herself.

Kristian’s presence was cold and commanding, his tailored suit only amplifying the intensity

dangerous—especially for a woman—and he couldn’t stand by and let

got to believe in her,” Frederick insisted

eyes, his voice calm but razor-sharp. His question struck Frederick dumb. “She’s not going in there as your teammate—she’s going as my ex-wife. What do you expect her to do in a place she doesn’t know, surrounded

frozen under the barrage of questions, words caught somewhere in

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didn’t want to expose her identity, then she wouldn’t use her skills. That much made

if she did, Brendan

But…

switching tactics. “That place he told you to go? It’s two, maybe three degrees Celsius at

a heavy coat, it’d be bone-chilling. And Kristian wasn’t even dressed for

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