Chapter 152 Do You Still Care For Kristian


    "Ignore him." Freya was as indifferent as always when it came to Kristian. "Where else do you want to go? Let''s go."


    "Upstairs," Ethel replied.


    "Alright."


    Without so much as a nce, the two of them carried on, leaving Kristian behind.


    When they reached one of the stores, Ethel headed inside to try on some clothes. The sales assistant, noticing Kristian standing outside, hesitated for a moment before nervously asking Freya, "Excuse me, is that man with you?"


    "No," Freya answered, her voice calm andposed. Her natural beauty,bined with the calm assurance in her demeanor, made the sales assistant believe her without question.


    The assistant lingered for a moment, then, with a hint of concern, warned Freya, "When you leave, be careful. He seems to be following you."


    "Alright, I appreciate the heads-up," Freya responded, her tone warm but distant.


    Ethel picked out two pieces of clothing, and Freya helped carry them as they continued their shopping spree.


    For the next few hours, Freya and Ethel kept up their shopping spree, with Ethel taking the lead in picking out items. Whenever she found something that seemed perfect for Freya, she made sure to buy it for her sister as well.


    At four o''clock, Kristian watched them enter yet another store, his brow furrowing. He was genuinely curious about how Ethel, so small and delicate, could shop for hours without tiring.


    It wasn''t exhaustion that bothered him; it was the strange, lingering looks he kept getting.


    Those nces made him feel as though he were some kind of creepy stalker.


    Ten minutester, as Freya and Ethel emerged from a store, Kristian approached them, unable to resist. "How much longer are you nning to keep shopping?"


    Both women looked at him, confused.


    They couldn''t quite grasp why he would ask such a question, especially since the length of their shopping seemed utterly irrelevant to him.


    "I have something to discuss with you," Kristian added, his gaze fixed on Freya.


    "Did you forget what you promised me?" Freya remained calm, her emotionsrat


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    presence.


    "I haven''t forgotten. I just want to exin some things."


    Freya remained as indifferent as ever. "There''s nothing between us, so there''s no need for any exnation. We have no personal matters to discuss. If it''s business, you should reach out to the president of Briggs Group."


    Her words left Kristian speechless. No matter what he wanted to discuss, it was bound to be either something personal or business-rted.


    The more distant she became, the more he felt drawn to her, wanting to break through her calm and to see some emotion, any emotion, in her eyes.


    "Then let''s not talk about us," he said, pulling out his phone. His lips parted


    slightly, coldness still evident in his voice. "My grandpa asked me to call him when


    I saw you. He said he has something to discuss with you."


    Freya was about to refuse, knowing she could contact Lionel herself, but before


    she could, Kristian had already dialed the number.


    Lionel picked up the phone swiftly, with Liam by his side.


    His impatience was clear in his voice as he spoke. "Speak quickly. Don''t interrupt my chess game with Liam."


    Kristian knew well that after his divorce from Freya, he was the least favored in his family. "Freya is with me," he said tly.


    There was a brief silence on the other end.


    "Put the phone on speaker. I have something to discuss with Freya!" Lionel''s voice came quickly.


    "Okay."


    Ethel nced at her sister, standing silently as she waited.


    Lionel''s voice boomed through the phone, each sybleced with a familiar


    warmth whenever he called Freya. "Is that you, Freya?"


    "Yes, Lionel. It''s me," Freya responded sweetly.


    Kristian nced at her, his grip on the phone tightening ever so slightly.


    Lionel went on, "I need to ask you something. Are you free?"


    "Yes, I am free," Freya answered.


    "Do you still care for Kristian?" he asked, his voice casual but probing.


    Both Kristian and Ethel looked at Freya, waiting for her response. They''d expected some hesitation, but instead, Freya answered with absolute certainty, "No, I don''t care for him."


    Her words hit Kristian like a blow to the chest. His breath caught in his throat.


    How much must she truly dislike him to say those words so easily, without even a flicker of hesitation?


    "You mean it?" Lionel asked.


    Freya''s response was firm. "Yes, I mean it."


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    Chapter 152 Do You Still Care For Kristian


    "If you truly don''t care for him at all, I''ll arrange a marriage for him." Lionel''s voice dripped with contempt for Kristian as he spoke, each word carefully measured. "Lately, a few of my friends have been asking me about


    this."


    Freya, keeping herposure, didn''tment too much. "You can handle it as you see fit."


    "If you still have feelings for him, I''ll make sure to hold onto him for you." No one could tell if Lionel''s words were sincere or not. "But since you don''t care for him, I''ll have to make the best use of his potential."


    Freya remained silent, her thoughts unreadable.


    Kristian''s brow furrowed slightly, an edge of frustration creeping into his voice. "Grandpa, I can hear you."


    "So what? I''m speaking the truth," Lionel replied bluntly. He wasn''t the least bit guilty. "If you can''t win Freya back, obediently go for the arranged marriage."


    "The Shaw Group doesn''t need an arranged marriage to boost its development," Kristian replied coldly.


    He wouldn''t ept an arranged marriage for business purposes, no matter how much his family wanted it. "Of course, the Shaw Group doesn''t need it. If it did, it might as well go bankrupt," Lionel scoffed. "I''ll give you three more months. If you can''t win Freya back, go for the arranged marriage. This matter is non- negotiable."


    With that, Lionel hung up.


    Kristian ced the phone down, his eyes still focused on the screen. He nced


    at Liam, who stood beside him. “Did I sound convincing enough?"


    "More than enough," Liam said with a thumbs-up.


    "Will Kristian resent me for this?" Lionel muttered, mulling over the thought.


    Despite his disdain, Kristian remained the most aplished and sensible of his generation.


    "He''ll be grateful.” Liam smiled. "He''s probably secretly relieved, thankful you''ve given him a reason to connect with Freya."


    Liam had heard from Gerard that Kristian had agreed topete in three challenges to remarry Freya, promising not to disturb her until he won.


    He couldn''t understand Kristian''s reasoning; even the strongest emotions would


    fade without contact, yet Kristian had agreed to such terms.


    It seemed utterly foolish.


    "After my birthday, make sure to help him." Lionel was clearly worried. "He might never win Freya over by himself."


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