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    “What are you even talking about?” Hugh grew increasingly baffled with each word. Freya’s identity as his daughter was a fact Ethel had always been aware of, so what was there to fear? Could Vivien be losing her mind because of her dismissal?


    “Are you aware that your investment advisor has also been involved with Kristian Shaw from the Shaw Group?” Vivien raised her voice slightly and her eyes flickered threateningly towards Freya.


    Hugh and Freya paused, surprised that she knew this. This information was meant to be confidential, known only to a select few.


    Freya had settled back into the couch, eyeing Vivien as though she were a fool.


    Seeing Mina’sposed expression, Hugh’s forehead creased with concern as he asked sternly, “Who told you?”


    “My uncle,” Vivien replied.


    “And how would he be privy to this?” Hugh pressed further.


    “The rtionship between her and Kristian was facilitated by him.” Vivien was no longer scared and blurted it all out.


    Both Hugh and Ethel looked puzzled. Ethel popped a piece of fruit into her mouth, her eyes wide with curiosity. “Facilitated by your uncle?”


    “Yes!” Vivien said with great confidence.


    At this point, there was no use in hiding the truth.


    Her uncle had sent her a message instructing her to find Hugh and sort out the video issue to avoid a defamationwsuit. The only way forward was to speak with Hugh directly.


    “You’re not on the same page,” Freya gently corrected. “The ‘rtionship’ Vivien was talking about is a specific type of transaction within the circle, not an actual romantic rtionship.”


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    With Freya’s rification, Hugh and Ethel caught on.


    Ethel’s expression turned into a scowl, showing her growing dislike for Vivien.


    Filled with rage, Hugh red at Vivien and, for the first time, raised his voice as he pointed to the door. “Leave now!”


    Vivien was utterly taken aback by the sudden outburst. She had never seen Hugh lose his temper like this, and she stood there, frozen in ce, momentarily too stunned to respond.


    “Mr. Briggs,” she stammered, swallowing hard, her voiceced with fear. “Why are you so angry?”


    Hadn’t he admitted it himself? Or perhaps he hadn’t disclosed the true nature of his rtionship with the investment advisor to Ethel?


    As she mulled over these thoughts, Hugh spoke, his words sharp and deliberate. “The investment advisor you mentioned is my daughter, Freya Briggs.”


    “How—how is that possible?” Vivien stuttered, instinctively attempting to deny the truth.


    “Get out!” Hugh’s patience was at its breaking point. His fury erupted like wildfire. “From now on, you are never to set foot in my house again.”


    He had once treated Vivien like a daughter. Who could have predicted she would speak about him and Freya in such a manner?


    Vivien, panic-stricken, knew full well the importance of Hugh’s protection. “Mr. Briggs, I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was your daughter. It was my uncle who told me she had that kind of rtionship with you, and she didn’t correct him, so I misunderstood.” Her words only served to fuel Hugh’s rage further.


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