Chapter 114:
The situation baffled him completely. What kind of legendary figure was his friend’s employer? Taking a two-year hiatus while continuing to pay salaries and bonuses seemed extraordinary. Whenever questioned about his boss’s identity, his friend steadfastly declined to answer, insisting it was classified information.
Meanwhile, Freya—the remarkable boss in question—was methodically reviewing collaborative projects between Shaw Group and Briggs Group.
Midway through her assessment, her phone rang.
Recognizing her assistant’s number, she answered and activated the speaker function. His voice immediately filled the room. “When might we expect your return from this extended vacation?”
“What’s the situation?” Freya paused momentarily before asking.
“You’ve been absent for two years now.”
Freya remained silent.
“As the company’s owner, perhaps more attention to operations would be beneficial,” her assistant suggested.
Freya offered no response.
“If you continue this indefinite absence, the company might eventually become mine,” her assistant continued.
“That sounds ideal,” Freya remarked casually.
“Come on, please approach this matter with appropriate seriousness.” The voice carried a cool edge with undertones of firmness.
“Fine.” After calculating the timing, Freya provided an answer. “I’ll return within half a month. I’ve accepted a position as an investment advisor at Briggs Group, so you may need to manage company operations more independently.”
“You simply need to make occasional appearances and sign necessary documents.” The cool voice continued without emotion. “I’ll handle everything else.”
𝕆𝖗𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖆𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖔𝗇 gⲁⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗼𝗆
Freya’s trust in him was unwavering. “Agreed.”
Their conversation concluded, and they disconnected.
For the following two days, neither Kristian nor Freya initiated contact. Both had privately reached identical conclusions—to maintain distance until the divorce decree came through.
Fate, however, had different plans. An unexpected event brought Freya and Kristian face to face once again.
When Saturday evening descended on the city, Freya ventured out to purchase necessities. The destination wasn’t far, so she decided to walk rather than drive.
Unexpectedly, while passing through a dimly lit alley, she found herself surrounded by more than ten menacing men wielding baseball bats.
Her vigilant gaze scanned the surroundings and the threatening men before settling on a telling shadow lurking deep within the alley—a figure holding a phone directed squarely at her.
Understanding dawned immediately. These assailants had meticulously prepared for two possible scenarios. In this camera-free alley, if they succeeded in assaulting her, she would simply become another unfortunate victim.
Conversely, if she defended herself effectively, they would use the recorded footage as evidence to pursue legal action against her. Without hesitation, Freya pivoted and sprinted away, deliberately avoiding confrontation.
“Catch her! The client specifically instructed us to break her legs,” voices echoed menacingly behind her.
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