Chapter 55:
Freya turned to look at Frederick, whose eyes suddenly widened in dawning comprehension. “Did you deliberately conceal your personal information?” he asked incredulously.
“Mm,” Freya replied with casual indifference.
Frederick’s eyes widened. It made perfect sense.
Though Kristian possessed the ability to uncover hidden information, Freya’s secrets remained completely inaccessible.
They continued their hushed conversation for several more minutes. Freya’s phone suddenly vibrated against the table. Glancing down and noticing Trent’s name on the screen, she asked Frederick to watch over Sheila while she stepped out to answer the call.
As she pulled open the hospital room door and moved into the hallway, she froze—several figures stood at the corner, with Kristian walking in the middle of the group.
She quickly retreated and pulled the door closed with a soft click.
Frederick looked up, his expression puzzled. “What happened?”
Without offering an explanation, Freya grabbed her phone and hurried toward the balcony of the hospital room.
Kristian, moving deliberately down the corridor, caught a fleeting glimpse of movement and paused outside Sheila’s hospital room, his attention immediately captured.
“Mr. Shaw, is something wrong?” asked a representative from the Shaw Group’s branch office, concern evident in his voice.
Everyone in the entourage remained bewildered by the unexpected alteration to their schedule.
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They had planned to visit the company headquarters but inexplicably found themselves at the hospital instead.
“Who occupies this room?” Kristian inquired, his tone measured and dispassionate.
The figure he had glimpsed strongly resembled Freya. She had mentioned during their flight that her journey to Alerith stemmed from a hospitalized family member.
The manager promptly responded, “I believe it’s Ethel Briggs, daughter of the CEO of Briggs Group.”
“Knock on the door,” Kristian directed, his resonant voice carrying natural authority.
The manager hesitated momentarily. “Weren’t we scheduled to meet with the Russell Group’s president?”
“The Briggs Group is also our partner. Visiting their chairman’s daughter during her hospitalization is simply appropriate,” Kristian stated with conviction, his deep voice brooking no argument. “Knock on the door.”
The manager complied and rapped his knuckles against the door, sensing the situation held more complexity than appeared on the surface.
Kristian typically avoided such trivial matters; even when visits proved necessary, he routinely delegated them to others.
Something unusual was definitely unfolding.
Despite his private misgivings, the manager knocked firmly.
Frederick, hearing the sound, peered through the transparent observation window and spotted a suited man standing outside. Instinctively, he glanced toward the balcony where Freya stood. “Freya, someone from the Shaw Group seems to be here.”
“Handle it for me,” Freya replied, avoiding any encounter with Kristian. “Don’t allow them inside.”
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