?Chapter 418:


    “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 had 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.


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    “You sure you’re okay handling this alone?” Gerard asked, thinking that if n pukedter, Kristian mightpletely lose it.


    Kristian’s eyes remained 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.


    Freya 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 out 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.


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