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    “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 emotions neutral, no longer stirred by his 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 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.


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    “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


    Freya answered without hesitation, her voice firm and unwavering, “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.”


    “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.”


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