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    Once her eyesnded on it, she’d immediately sense that something was amiss with his boss.


    That way, he wouldn’t have to lift a finger.


    Basking in his own brilliance, Gerard felt like a bona fide mastermind.


    Thank God Kristian had forgotten Freya was a hacker!


    “Mr. Shaw.”


    “Speak.”


    “How old are you… now?”


    “I don’t know.” Kristian spoke honestly, no trace of falsehood in his voice.


    At first, Lawrence had told him his mental faculties were like those of a five-year-old. But after getting that strange call from someone iming to be his father, it felt as though something inside him had clicked into ce.


    The biggest shift, though, hade during his talk with Gerard. With each topic they touched on, he could feel himself evolving, until by the end, he knew he wasn’t that naive kid anymore.


    But as for his real age, he hadn’t the slightest clue. He’d have to ask Lawrence about that.


    “Do you remember anything about the past?” Gerard pressed.


    “Remember you said Freya showed the evidence to confront me? Where did she get the evidence she used to call me out?” Kristian veered off-topic without warning.


    Gerard faltered for a moment. The answer was obvious: Freya had dug it up herself.


    “I’m not sure. I think she called someone and then got the evidence on herptop,” Gerard lied smoothly, his expression giving nothing away. “You know what happened after that.”


    Luckily, he hadn’t gone into too much detail earlier. Otherwise, he’d have tangled himself up by now. He silently sighed to himself.


    “How stupid,” Kristian muttered under his breath, though who exactly he was calling stupid remained unclear.


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    Gerard looked puzzled but wisely chose not to press him. The way Kristian was now, he wasn’t someone he wanted to casually argue with.


    By the time they reached Lawrence’s ce, the clock had already ticked past one in the afternoon. Lawrence, who had just finished up his work and was about to dig into his lunch, spotted the unexpected visitor.


    What the hell was Kristian doing here?


    Gerard greeted Lawrence politely.


    Lawrence shot Kristian a quick nce, noting how rxed and casual he looked, and leaned in to whisper to Gerard, “Did he get his memory back?”


    That shouldn’t have been possible. In a state like Kristian’s, regaining memory was nearly unheard of.


    “No,” Gerard answered truthfully. After all, Lawrence was the doctor here. “But he’s acting a little… different.”


    As they spoke, Kristian’s sharp eyes drifted to Lawrence’s meal. With a leisurely air, hemented, “That lunch looks pretty good, Dr. Hayes.”


    Lawrence frowned, caught off guard by the formality.


    “Mind if we join you for lunch?” Kristian asked outright, showing zero hesitation.


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