Chapter 311:
“Absolutely!”
“And why should I believe anything you say now?” Kristian challenged.
Gerard declared desperately, “If I speak even one false word, may I be immediately terminated from Shaw Group and left with nothing to my name.”
“Well then, consider yourself fired,” Kristian replied coolly.
“Please don’t!” Gerard felt his world crumbling around him.
If only he had resisted drinking with Kristian!
Kristian observed Gerard trailing behind before unexpectedly calling out, “Aren’t you coming? Do you genuinely wish to be terminated?”
Gerard blinked in confusion before his shoulders sagged with relief. “I’m right behind you.”
Together they departed the villa, Gerard sliding behind the wheel while continually monitoring Kristian’s expression in the rearview mirror.
“Recap what you discovered last night,” Kristian instructed from the back seat, his tone unchanged.
“The individuals who attacked Ms. Briggs were definitely hired hands, but they’ve completely vanished without leaving any trace,” Gerard answered, his demeanor shifting to professional seriousness. “I considered asking Ms. Briggs if she could recall their physical appearances.”
“Wasn’t the area under surveillance?” Kristian inquired.
“The cameras appeared to malfunction during that precise timeframe — there’s no footage available,” Gerard explained as he navigated the morning traffic.
Kristian’s brow furrowed in contemplation.
M0re detailz at g𝒶l𝓷ovels.𝓬𝓸𝓶
After a thoughtful pause, he said, “You go ahead and handle company matters. I’ll personally question her.”
“Understood.” Gerard immediately grasped the situation, recognizing that Kristian merely sought an excuse to spend time alone with Freya. He surrendered the vehicle to Kristian and made his way to work via subway.
Kristian drove directly to Freya’s apartment only to discover she had vacated the premises the previous day. The property was already being advertised online.
In a moment of clarity, he recalled seeing Freya depart with Trent just yesterday.
His mind raced through countless possibilities in that instant.
Without hesitation, he steered toward the villa he had gifted to Freya.
If she wasn’t there, it meant she had left Jeucwell with Trent. Should that prove true, he would definitely journey to Alerith to demand why she had departed without a word to him!
Meanwhile, Freya had just returned to Alerith and had rested for a single night.
She was preparing to inform her assistant that she needed additional time before resuming work when he materialized at her doorstep. In her private living room stood a tall man with youthful features and an air of cool detachment.
His striking handsomeness was enhanced by his immaculate appearance and remarkably smooth complexion.
Despite being well into his twenties, he retained a distinct boyish charm. Standing beside Frederick, anyone would assume they shared the same age.
“Couldn’t you grant me a few more days of rest?” Freya asked, her tousled hair revealing she hadn’t fully awakened yet.
Her assistant, Melvin Swain, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit and radiating cool professionalism, responded flatly, “No, you’ve already enjoyed a two-year hiatus.”
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