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Kristian lingered instead of leaving, casually observing as Freya ordered her meal and disappeared upstairs. He

then wandered into her kitchen with an easy grace.

Despite her aversion to cooking, the kitchen was immaculate, boasting pristine countertops that rarely saw use,

and only a smattering of basic spices lined the shelves.

A blender caught his eye, alongside a modest selection of fruit.

After about half an hour, the doorbell rang with the delivery of Freya's ordered meal.

By then, Kristian had managed to whip up a homemade breakfast, complete with freshly squeezed juice, hearty

sandwiches, and perfectly fried eggs arrayed on the counter.

Freya, descending the stairs with a slight furrow of her brow, eyed the spread Kristian had prepared. Mid-bite,

she hesitated, her tone laced with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Did you clean up after yourself in the

kitchen?"

"No," Kristian responded, the lie slipping out smoothly.

The shift in Freya's demeanor was immediate; her fork paused mid-air, her appetite waning as her irritation

sparked. "Kristian!" she exclaimed, her voice sharpening.

Kristian, unbothered, continued savoring his breakfast.

As he did, his gaze inadvertently flicked towards Freya, his mind wandering. Ever since she moved out, how was

she getting by when it cto meals? There was barely anything to eat in her apartment; if he hadn't scraped

together what little was left, breakfast wouldn't have been possible.

"Do you rely on takeout every single day?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of concern masked by casual

curiosity.

"What's it to you?" Freya snapped back, her defenses rising swiftly.

"My grandpa wantedto see how you're doing," Kristian replied, his tone softening.

Freya remained silent, her disbelief evident in the stillness that enveloped her. The flimsy excuse he offered

didn't convince her in the slightest.

Swiftly finishing her breakfast, she stood to clear the table, her movements brisk and efficient. While stacking

the dishes, she threw a glance over her shoulder. "Make sure you tidy up the kitchen later. | expect it to be as

clean as it was before."

"Doa favor," Kristian called out, his own meal concluded.

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He seemed unusually earnest, which only added to Freya's growing suspicion. She paused, a skeptical frown

creasing her brow as she turned to face him. This request didn't sound like something he would normally say.

With a practiced efficiency that belied his earlier casual demeanor, Kristian began to tidy up, setting the stage

for a more serious conversation. "I need a record of all stomach cancer ses reported across the nation," he said,

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his voice taking on an unexpectedly serious tone.

Freya's confusion deepened. A wry smile touched her lips as she wondered silently about the source of his

confidence. Did she look like she'd ever go out of her way to help him?

"Why don't you just ask for Ashley's medical records directly?" she retorted, her voice laced with incredulity. She

caught on to his intentions instantly. The records request was nothing more than a pretense.

Kristian didn't bother with a denial. "Alright, that's actually what I'm after."

"I'm not interested in helping you," Freya replied flatly, her patience thinning.

"But it was my grandpa who askedto look into it," Kristian added quickly, playing his last card as he

mentioned Lionel's involvement.

Freya's eyes narrowed as she stared at him, suspicion etched into every feature. What the hell was he scheming

now?

"He doesn't believe Ashley ever really had stomach cancer. He's demanding to see her medical records from

both here and abroad," Kristian explained, his voice tinged with urgency. "You could retrieve them faster than

anyone."

"Why don't you just ask Ashley herself?" Freya shot back.

Kristian closed the distance between them, his presence looming over her. "Can't you just get them for me?" he

implored, looking down into her eyes.

"That's just it, | can't," Freya blurted out, her gaze unwavering and sincere. "My computer has developed its own

kind of grudge against anything to do with Ashley Bradley. It seems to think her files are a virus and deletes

them automatically."

Kristian was momentarily at a loss for words.

With a fluid motion, Freya grabbed the car keys from the table and flung them towards him. "There's the door.

Make sure it doesn't smack you on the way out," she quipped, a sharp edge to her voice.

Kristian caught the keys out of the air, a flicker of understanding crossing his features as he assumed she was

still irate about the previous day's matter.

"It was Ashley's fault yesterday. Please, don't be mad."

Freya paused, a new thought crossing her mind. "What if it wasn't Liam who broughthlast night, but

Trent?" she asked abruptly, her curiosity piqued. "Would you still take her side then?"

As she concluded her words, a shadow seemed to fall over Kristian's features, his gaze growing stormier by the

second.

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Freya read the shift in his demeanor like an open book. She pressed, her voice tinged with disbelief. "You'd

believe her, right?"

"Why would you be with Trent?" The mere mention of that nsparked a flare of irritation in Kristian, a visceral

reaction that tightened his jaw.

Freya painted a casual scene. "Just friends getting together. Grabbing dinner."

His fingers curled tighter around the car keys, knuckles whitening.

Without a word, he stormed off, the heaviness of unanswered questions lingering in the air.

He was tormented by the possibility-if Ashley had insinuated Freya was with Trent, rage would have consumed

him.

Though he was aware that Freya would never cross a line with Trent, the mere thought of their easy rapport and

unspoken camaraderie sent waves of jealousy crashing through him, overwhelming his senses.

Freya watched him evade her question, her heart sinking into an indifferent calm. Turning away, she ascended

the stairs, her mind refocusing on her pending tasks. Later that afternoon, after diligently working through the

stack of projects Hugh had piled on her desk, Freya was contemplating a well-deserved break. Just then, her

phone buzzed-it was a call from Liam.

"Hey, Freya, want to go out and enjoy yourself for a bit?" Liam's voice, ever relaxed and inviting, floated through

the speaker. "I've organized a small gathering with a few friends. What do you say?"

Freya brushed him off with a quick, dismissive tone. "No, thanks. I've got many things to handle here."

"Trent's going to be there too," Liam noted, his tone laden with implication. Freya hesitated, biting her lip in

thought, her response hanging in a tense silence.

Not one to let the moment slip, Liam pressed on, urgency edging his voice, "Look, just get ready, okay? I'll swing

by to pick you up in a bit. No more excuses," he declared, cutting off any potential protest as he ended the call

abruptly. Around him, the villa's occupants watched the scene unfold with a blend of amusement and intrigue.

One of them couldn't help but tease, "Aren't you scared Kristian will have your head for this little stunt?"

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Liam chuckled softly, "Oh, he wouldn't dare. He's too soft-hearted for that."

His enthusiasm for shaking things up was palpable. After snatching up his car keys, he threw a quick goodbye to

the group and strode out of the villa.

The gathering tonight was no casual affair; it was a calculated maneuver specifically designed for Kristian-to

push him into action.

Without using Trent as a catalyst, Kristian and Freya's marriage might crumble into divorce, a scenaLiam

desperately wanted to avoid, especially the relentless pestering from Kristian begging for help to win Freya back.

As he drove towards Freya's place, Liam made nonchalant calls to both Kristian

and Trent.

He wasn't particularly close to Trent, but that minor detail wasn't enough to deter him from using him as bait

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to draw Freya out.

By 7:30 PM. Liam pulled up to the villa, Freya reluctantly in tow

Before she could voice her concerns, he quickly interjected, "We're avoiding the usual spots-bars, nightclubs -

they're just too visible. So, | thought here would be perfect,” he explained, gesturing to the largely vacant villa.

"It's discreet, and besides, it's almost empty."

"I see." Freya responded evenly, her tone giving away nothing else. Attending these gatherings in Alerith had

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beca tiresroutine for her.

Each event felt identical, with Frederick and the others invariably pulling her into their circle, where she often

ended up relegated to a quiet corner, reluctantly participating in whatever games were on offer.

Upon her arrival, only Felipe and Zander were present.

A flicker of suspicion crossed her face as she scanned the room. "Is Kristian

coming too?"

"Indeed," Liam answered, his response swift and certain.

A wave of resignation washed over Freya.

"He'll be here any minute now, and Trent's still making his way over," he added,

gesturing towards the spread of fruits and snacks. "Help yourself if you're hungry or thirsty. We'll start the games

once everyone's here."

I'm not participating. I'll just watch from the sidelines," Freya stated firmly, folding

her arms.

They lingered a bit more before Trent pulled up in his car, his presence almost cinematic, dressed in a sleek

charcoal suit that complemented his stylish gold- rimmed glasses.

With a charismatic smile, he made his way over and took a seat next to Freya, engaging her in a light, effortless

chat.

Liam watched the unfolding interactions with a knowing smirk.

At the stime, Felipe grabbed his phone and shot a message to Kristian. "If

you don't show up soon, your wife might just end up with Trent, all thanks to

Liam."

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