She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 833:

“Hi, Freya.” Kristian’s tone shifted the instant he picked up, shedding the icy mask he had worn in the video.

Freya pressed a finger to the bridge of her nose, the crease between her brows deepening. “Why did you post that video?”

“I didn’t like people throwing stones at you,” Kristian replied, sincerity echoing in every word. “I wanted the world to see how amazing you are… and to know that I was the one who fell short.”

Freya had once told him that acknowledging mistakes was a sign of maturity and integrity.

“Don’t toss things online so carelessly again,” she advised, mindful of his fragile memory. “You represent Shaw Group now. Every word you say carries weight. Eyes are always watching. Understand?”

“Okay.” Kristian’s tone remained submissive. “I’ll do as you say.”

Freya was momentarily taken aback.

Without letting the moment hang in silence, Kristian added, “Does my grandpa really love playing chess?”

does,” Freya confirmed. “Why do

terrible at it…

“Tell Isaac, and he’ll sort it

words. If he tried that trick once, his grandfather might overlook it. But if it became a pattern, it

conversations with him today,” Freya suggested gently. “Tomorrow, go to Gerard’s. He’ll get

𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧴ℭ𝗈𝗺

it,” Kristian

to take care of, so I’ll hang up now,” Freya said, not intending to draw the

“I will!”

hum of affirmation, Freya

went dead, the warmth in Kristian’s expression evaporated. His smile dissolved, revealing

art of switching expressions,” came Isaac’s dry remark as he appeared, phone in hand. “What’s

Kristian bristled, his tolerance

toward him—recording app wide open. “Still

born to be his