She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 773:

Riley queried, “Are you still hung up on Kristian?”

Freya quickly denied. “No.”

Greta probed further. “Then why not give Ellis a chance? Imagine, if things work out, you’d be our secret weapon against any mischief he might cook up!”

Riley agreed enthusiastically. “Exactly!”

“End of conversation,” Freya typed back, her fingers flicking the phone screen off as she dismissed the whole idea.

Meanwhile, on Kristian’s side.

Kristian and Gerard were supposed to head to Anita International’s annual party at 10 pm. Impatience gnawed at Kristian as the clock ticked closer to nine, an hour earlier than planned.

Leaving the confines of the study, he found Gerard lounging in the living room and immediately instructed him to take him to the hotel where the annual party was being held.

However, Gerard hesitated before finally revealing the truth—the event had already ended.

The moment the words sank in, Kristian’s expression froze over, his entire demeanor turning frigid. “It’s over?”noveldrama

“Yeah,” Gerard murmured, his confidence waning under Kristian’s piercing gaze.

Kristian felt a surge of frustration so intense he could have throttled Gerard on the spot. Yet, he restrained himself, aware of Gerard’s significance to Freya. Any harm to him would surely raise Freya’s suspicions.

“Get Freya on the phone. Right now,” Kristian snapped, the sharp edge in his voice betraying his fraying patience. “Tell her to come pick me up. And don’t forget to mention that I skipped dinner. I only managed a few bites at lunch and haven’t had a single decent meal since.”

Gerard couldn’t help himself—he pointed out with a slightly raised brow, “But you did have your dinner.” Kristian had, in fact, eaten quite a bit.

Kristian raised his eyes to meet his, his voice calm and measured but carrying a quiet, unmistakable threat. “If I say I didn’t, then I didn’t.”

Dive into fiction with gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s．com

“Unbelievable!” Gerard muttered under his breath, the frustration curling in his chest like smoke. His boss would bend over backwards just to get Freya’s attention.

“And another thing,” Kristian reminded coolly, clearly determined not to let him slip up. “Don’t forget what I told you today, especially about me still being five years old mentally.”

“Alright,” Gerard answered instinctively.

With a reluctant sigh, he dialed Freya’s number.

Freya and Ellis were almost home when her phone rang. She said her driver would pick Kristian up, but Kristian wouldn’t have it. Still thinking of him as just a child mentally, she let it go without a fuss.

She was only moments from arriving home and heading out herself when Ellis took the keys and decided to drive them over instead.

By the time they arrived, the hour had slipped close to ten.

Gerard stood waiting outside beside his boss, and the instant he spotted Freya, he strode forward to greet her.

“Thank you so much—I know it’s been a long day for you,” Freya said politely.

Gerard maintained a cheerful smile, though inwardly he sighed. It really had been a long day. If it were up to him, he’d never agree to “babysit” an amnesiac boss again. The man was utterly impossible.

.

.

.