Chapter 303:
After hanging up, Frederick, who had been with Freya, asked curiously, “How did it go?”
“It doesn’t seem like he’s faking it,” Freya replied, her voice soft but sure as she gathered the documents. “He sounded genuinely out of it. If he were stalling, he wouldn’t have asked me to come over.”
“That’s a relief!” Frederick exclaimed.
Freya nodded, her mind already moving ahead.
Since she wouldn’t be staying in Jeucwell much longer, she turned to Frederick. “You’re planning to stay a couple more days, right?”
“Yeah,” Frederick confirmed.
He had initially come to accompany Freya, but the allure of Jeucwell’s food had kept him around longer than expected. He decided to stay a few extra days before heading home.
“Then help me hand this apartment over to a real estate agent,” Freya instructed. “Move the stuff to the villa in the suburbs. I’ll send you the address later.”
Frederick agreed without hesitation. “Got it.”
Once everything was in order, Freya grabbed the car keys and set off to pick up Kristian. It was the same car she had borrowed from him during her last visit to the hospital, when she had gone to pick up Farrah.
She quickly glanced at the documents resting on the passenger seat, ensuring nothing was amiss, before starting the car.
But just as she turned the corner, she spotted Liam leaning casually against his car right outside the residential area. He had parked in a way that blocked her only exit, forcing her to lower her window and ask him to move.
She had no interest in why he was there or in any conversation he might want to start.
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“Freya, I didn’t mean to block your way,” Liam said, strolling over and casually leaning against the window of her car. “Grandpa misses you and wants to play a game of chess with you.”
“That’s a lie,” Freya immediately called him out.
She knew Lionel was aware of the divorce today, and since he had already agreed to it, he wouldn’t be trying to stop it now.
Liam was clearly just fabricating a story.
Liam scratched his face with his index finger and gave her a mischievous smile. “Actually, it’s my parents. They want to have another meal with you.”
“Really?” Freya raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.
“Of course,” Liam insisted, keeping up the act. “If you don’t believe me, I can call them right now.”
Freya placed one hand on the steering wheel and asked, “Are you just trying to delay the divorce?”
Considering Isaac and Melinda’s personalities, if Liam truly reached out to them, they would undoubtedly help him cover up the lie. Therefore, making that call seemed completely unnecessary.
“Kristian has agreed to this. Why are you trying to stop it?” she asked, her voice tinged with confusion.
Liam was left speechless. How could he possibly react to such a thing?
“If you keep blocking my way, I’ll add a clause to the divorce settlement saying all Kristian’s luxury supercars are mine,” Freya threatened, fully aware of Liam’s deep affection for cars. “Knowing your brother, he wouldn’t disagree.”
Liam came to a halt, then shrugged it off with a calm demeanor. “What are you talking about? If you want a divorce, I’ll show you the way.”
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