Chapter 48 Don''t You Think I Deserve An...


    Greta scoffed, "You''re dreaming."


    "Impossible," Riley countered.


    Trent leaned back in his chair. "You might as well take a nap while you''re at it."


    Skepticism radiated from the entire group.


    In their collective judgment, no earthly problem would everpel Freya to deploy her hacking abilities as a solution.


    Even if such a situation arose, they believed she would immediately contact authorities and step aside for an official investigation.


    Frustrated by their doubt, Jackson fired off another message, vividly detailing the scene he had just witnessed. Meanwhile, Freya''s research triggered a cascade of windows across herputer screen, each filled with intricate lines of code.


    The high-performance machine whirred loudly, cooling fans straining under the processing demands.


    Gerard stood transfixed, his eyes wide as he stared at the iprehensible data streaming across the screen. Admiration welled within him.


    His suspicions had proven urate! Freya was indeed an extraordinary hacker.


    Gerard whispered, barely containing his excitement, "I told you she was a hacker, but you dismissed my theory." Kristian''s dark eyes revealed nothing, yet his shock matched Gerard''s.


    The longer he observed, the more intense his gaze became. Despite sharing two years of marriage, he had never uncovered her technological prowess.


    Suddenly, everything made sense. Whenever he''d enlisted a hacker to investigate certain matters, he got no satisfactory answer. Turned out Freya had meticulously erased her digital footprints.


    A chilling thought struck him. What was her true motive for entering his life?


    "Sir?" Gerard prompted when Kristian remained silent.


    Kristian had already reached a conclusion internally. "Investigate everyone Freya has contacted over the past two years. I want transcripts of every conversation."


    Gerard blinked in surprise. "What? Do you believe she has ulterior motives?"


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    Kristian offered no verbal response, but his expression revealed his growing suspicions.


    Oblivious to their exchange, Freya continued working As minutes ticked by, shemandeered additional hackers'' systems to elerate her search.


    Thirty minutester, a progress bar materialized on screen, slowly climbing from one percent.


    Freya finally removed her hands from the keyboard. Theptop radiated it from its sustained exertion.


    Gerard''s admiration continued to swell.


    Every man fantasized about meeting a superhero, but for Gerard, hackers had always inspired greater reverence since his childhood.


    "Mrs. Shaw..." Gerard began, then caught himself. "Ms. Briggs, is the processplete?"


    "Yes," Freya answered, eyes still fixed on the screen. "Once the progress bar reaches one hundred percent, we''ll have ess to all data."


    Gerard''s eyes glimmered with excitement behind his sses.


    Kristian remained enshrouded in cold detachment.


    Just as he prepared to interrogate Freya, Gerard extracted a pen and small notepad from his suit pocket and extended them toward her,


    Both Freya and Kristian stared at him, perplexed by the gesture.


    "Would you honor me with your autograph?" Gerard asked, undeterred by his boss''s frigid re. He stood resolutely before Freya and confessed, "I''m now a devoted fan of yours."


    "Gerard!" Kristian snapped.


    Previously, such a tone would have caused Gerard to withdraw immediately and await instructions.


    Today, however, standing before his brilliant and beautiful idol, he demonstrated remarkable resolve.


    "If you''re able to, I''d be really grateful," he said hopefully,


    Freya hesitated.


    She had encountered simr requests before, but Frederick and her other friends had always made such overtures in jest, never with such earnestness. She wasn''t certain how to respond.


    Gerard took a small, encouraging step forward, offering the pen and notepad with a warm smile.


    Meeting his sincere gaze, Freya decided not to overthink the situation. "Sure," she agreed, epting his offering


    With practiced ease, she signed her name, a signature entirely different from the one she had inscribed on the divorce papers.


    The divorce signature appeared neat and delicate, while this one boldly proimed her identity with stylish ir-emanating confidence from every stroke.


    Kristian observed this discrepancy, which only intensified his growing suspicions about Freya''s initial motivations for entering his life.


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    Even her handwriting had deliberately shifted, making her intentions increasingly questionable.


    "Don''t you think I deserve an exnation?" His voice cut through the room like ice, hismanding presence filling the space between them.


    Freya nced briefly at the progress bar-only thirty percentplete-before responding with measured calm, "Exin what, exactly?"


    "Your exceptional hacking abilities and this signature." Kristian''s prating gaze never wavered as he continued without emotion. "Isn''t it peculiar to consciously alter your handwriting style?"


    "There''s nothing requiring exnation," Freya replied evenly. "Can you honestly im you''ve revealed every skill in your possession to me? Do you maintain identical penmanship across all your correspondence?"


    Kristian studied her face intently. Her eloquence unsettled him.


    "Who sent you?" he demanded abruptly.


    Both Freya and Gerard fell silent at the usation.


    "Did you orchestrate our meeting and marriage to extract Shaw Group''s proprietary information?" Kristian''s eyes locked onto hers, his expression unreadable.


    Gerard stepped forward,pelled to defend his newfound idol. "Sir, if I may remind you-you were the one who pursued Ms. Briggs for marriage, not the reverse."


    "You heard him," Freya retorted, a hint of vindication in her voice. Kristian shifted his displeasure toward Gerard, his demeanor frigid. "One more word from you, and your employment terminates immediately." Gerard remained remarkably steadfast. "I''m merely stating factual information."


    Kristian''s re could have shattered ss. If Gerard hadn''t loyally served him for years, his career would have ended that very moment!


    "Feel free to conduct any investigation you deem necessary," Freya challenged, standing firm.


    Throughout their marriage, she had never once visited Shaw Group headquarters or entered his private study to ess hisputer.


    At most, she had offered asional guidance when she noticed him struggling with technical matters.


    "With your level of expertise, how could I possibly uncover anything?" Kristian''s words dripped with usation. Freya chose to ignore him. No exnation would curtail his spiraling suspicions.


    Gerard couldn''t tolerate seeing his idol falsely used. "If she genuinely intended to steal corporate secrets, why would she personally involve herself? With her extraordinary capabilities, wouldn''t a more distant approach have been infinitely more logical than marriage?"


    "Gerard Todd!" Kristian verged on physically removing him from the room.


    "I''m simply offering perspective. You typically approach matters with such logical precision, yet regarding Ms. Briggs, your reasoning seems uncharacteristically clouded." This paradox thoroughly puzzled Gerard.


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    She Took The House, The Car, And My Heart.