Chapter 778:

Kristian’s decision not to tell the truth stemmed from the fact that the charade wasn’t meant to be a long-running show. But if it dragged on, the mask might start to slip.

“No need,” Freya replied, brushing it off with ease. “Things are quiet for me at the moment, and his family is due to visit soon. I need to take him with me anyway.”

“Listen, Freya.”

“Watch closely. The devil’s in the details.” Freya faltered for a beat, puzzled.

Still, she didn’t pry. If Ellis had spoken, there had to be weight behind it. She gave a quiet nod.

“Mister, I’ve finished doing the dishes,” Kristian said, approaching with visible nerves, his every movement laced with caution. His lips were pressed thin as if holding something back. “Can I go home with Freya?”

“You may,” Ellis answered simply, choosing silence over confrontation. He rose to his feet. He watched Kristian’s display with cool detachment, hand half-lifted to offer a reassuring pat on the shoulder. Then something unexpected shattered the moment.

hand moved, Kristian suddenly ducked, dropping into

don’t hit me!

just

froze—statues caught in a moment

outwitted more than his fair share. But nothing in his experience prepared him for someone like Kristian. It was as though

Freya blinked in disbelief.

And with Kristian’s mind trapped in a five-year-old’s world, it

going to hit you,” Freya said softly, helping Kristian to his feet. “Why

voice was a fragile thread. “Did he hit you?” she asked

Kristian murmured, shaking

everything. One false claim and Ellis could clear his name in

why did you react like that?” Freya asked, her brows drawn together. “And those things

at his

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