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Recalling that Kristian had once dly epted the woman sent to him, Toby wondered whether he should tell his boss about this.
While mulling it over, he fired off another message in the group chat. "Maybe it''s just some random gossip? Kristian doesn''t strike me as the kind of guy who''d pull something like that."
"You can''t go by looks. Who knows what he''s really like behind closed doors?"
"Pretty sure this one''s legit. A few execs who had dinner with him saw him take a woman straight from Edwin." "What a disappointment."
Toby forwarded every one of thosements to himself, nning to show them to his boss the next day. Kristian,pletely unaware of the buzz surrounding him, cast a cool nce at the man who''d passed out drunk. With a calm and detached air, he stood up and let n slump onto the couch.
Gerard, watching the whole thing, looked puzzled. "Sir, are you..."
"Take n to my ce," Kristian said with absolute finality.
"You sure about that?" Gerard asked, uncertain.
He knew all too well that Kristian had a serious thing about cleanliness. If you weren''t someone he really cared about, you didn''t step foot in his home.
And now he was letting n stay over?
Kristian''s sharp, unreadable stare didn''t give anything away. "Yes."
Though Gerard was clearly confused, he didn''t push.
He lifted n into the car.
That night, Gerard had stayed sober-unlike Kristian and n, who had definitely indulged.
What stood out the most was how the night had actually yed out. At first, n had been the one egging everyone on to drink, but after the first ss, Kristian had taken the reins. Before long, n was drinking ss after ss without even realizing it.
By the time the clock struck nine, Gerard had delivered n to Kristian''s ce.
After settling him on the sofa, Gerard hesitated. "So, Mr. Briggs is staying the night?"
"You can go," Kristian said, his tone steady.
"You sure you''re okay handling this alone?" Gerard asked, thinking that if n pukedter, Kristian mightpletely lose it.
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Aristian''s eres remamed steady "Yes"
seeing that he wasn''t going to change his mind, Gerard gave a reluctant nod and walked off, ncing back
more than once
Kristian gave the man on the couch a brief look, but didn''t linger. Instead, he pulled out his phone and started typing "How to pursue someone you like.”
Now that he''d epted he had feelings for Freya, he figured it was time to do something about it.
neya was constantly surrounded by good-looking, capable men-it was only a matter of time before someone better than him came along
He stared at the search results, his gaze flickering as he read through the suggestions.
Get their number, discover shared interests, create chances to meet, learn what they like and give them thoughtful gifts."
He already had her number.
But shared interests? She wouldn''t even speak to him right now.
As for gifts, she was so low-key that even when they were together, she rarely showed interest in material things. Aside from that one time she maxed his credit card out of spite, she hadn''t ever really bought anything for herself.
That thought alone made Kristian sigh and toss the phone onto the table, annoyed. The online advice feltpletely useless.
Winning someone over took effort. It couldn''t be boiled down to a checklist.
The tter of the phone hitting the table startled n awake. He sat up slowly, blinking in confusion, clearly unsure of where he was.
Kristian stayedposed, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "You''re awake?"
"Who''re you?" n frowned, his head still spinning.
Kristian took a slow sip of water. "Kristian Shaw."
"Kristian Shaw?" Still drunk, n muttered the name before suddenly leaping to his feet. "I know who you are!" Kristian raised an eyebrow. This was not how he expected the president of Briggs Group to behave when drunk. He calmly set down his ss and locked eyes with the unsteady man. "What exactly do you know?" "You''re Mina''s ex-husband!" n jabbed a finger at him, his face flushed and his words slightly slurred.
Kristian''s face darkened a shade.
There it was again-ex-husband.
"Tell me! Why''d you bring me to your ce?" n barked, his tone heated. "Trying to use me to get to Mina?" Kristian stared at him in silence.
But n, caught in his own dramatic spiral, kept going. "Just so you know-I''d rather die than let you
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manipte me into hurting Mina!"
Kristian reached for his phone, fully intending to call Gerard and have hime drag this man out of his house.
Now he regretted it. What on earth had possessed him to bring n here on a whim in the first ce?
"What are you doing?" n demanded, yanking the phone from him. His drunken mind was spinning with suspicion. "You better not be threatening Mina!"
Kristian replied smoothly, without flinching, "I was going to order something for your hangover."
"Hah."
n let out a coldugh.
"Hangover remedy? Don''t think I don''t know you poisoned me! You think that''s enough to take me down? I''ll get it out of my system myself!"
With that, he plopped onto the floor cross-legged and began his bizarre version of self-detox.
Kristian was dumbfounded.
Taking advantage of the moment, Kristian grabbed his phone again, unlocked it, and scrolled to his contacts.
But before he could make the call, it was snatched out of his hands once more.
n, now oddly emboldened, held the phone high like some kind of hero in a fantasy flick. "You thought you could use the time I was purging the poison to call Mina? Dream on!"
Then, out of nowhere, somethingpletely unexpected happened.
n hurled the phone to the floor with shocking force.
In an instant, Kristian''s phone shattered.
The screen cracked into a spider web of ss, the back popped off, and who
knew what internal damage had been done.
Kristian''s brow twitched ever so slightly.
The phone itself could be reced, but the data inside... some of it hadn''t been backed up yet.
“Hmph! See that? That''s my strength!" n,pletely unaware of what he''d done, wobbled on his feet and boasted with misced pride.
Kristian was in a foul mood.
If this man weren''t Freya''s cousin, he would''ve kicked him out hours ago.
But now, as Kristian watched n clumsily fumble for his own phone to call Freya, every trace of irritation quietly melted away.
Somehow, he managed to hit the right buttons and even put the call on speaker.
Momentster, the line connected.
Freya picked up, her voice calm as ever, even thiste at night. "Hello, n."
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"Mina, don''t worry! I''d rather die than give in!" n cried out, his tone thick with misguided righteousness. “Kristian, you''ll never use me to get to Mina!"
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