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    “Did you get Natasha’s information?” Kristian asked.


    “Yes,” Gerard replied, reaching back to hand over a file. “Here’s her profile.”


    In all his years, Gerard had onlye up empty with one person’s information—Freya’s. Everyone else’s was easy.


    Kristian flipped through the file, skimming over Natasha’s life story without much interest.


    His eyes finallynded on a line about being K’s student.


    “Who’s K?” Kristian asked. With no memory of the past, he obviously didn’t know who Freya really was.


    Gerard paused before answering. “A legendary hacker. One of the absolute best.”


    Kristian’s expression deepened.


    He put the pieces together. No wonder Freya’s friends all mentioned learning hacking from K—except for her.


    “There’s nothing left for you to do in Alerith,” Kristian said, shutting the file. “You can book a flight back to Jeucwell.”


    Gerard stared, caught off guard. He hadn’t expected that. “What about—”


    “I’ve got a few things to take care of,” Kristian replied vaguely. “Don’t worry about me.”


    Gerard kept sneaking nces at him, sensing something was off today. Just then, a message popped up on his phone—from Freya, probably asking for help with the security footage.


    Before Gerard could even type a reply, Kristian opened the door and stepped out, forcing Gerard to pause. “Mr. Shaw, where are you going?”


    “Got something to handle,” Kristian answered, shutting the door behind him. Then, almost as an afterthought, he added, “Don’t follow.”


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    And just like that, he walked away, giving Gerard no room to question him.


    Being the kind of assistant who knew his ce, Gerard didn’t push it.


    Instead, he replied to Freya’s message.


    Half an hourter, Gerard met Freya outside Kristian’s apartment.


    He brought her inside and pointed to the broken security camera. “By the way, the previous footage suddenly vanished. Could you help recover it?”


    “Sure,” Freya said.


    She handed him the camera, and Gerard installed it without a hitch. Once theputer booted up, Freya quickly restored the missing footage. The whole process took just a few minutes.


    “All done,” she said, exiting the program.


    After pressing his lips together with a flicker of uncertainty, Gerard cautiously ventured, “Would you like to check if thest surveince video is corrupted?”


    “It’s not,” Freya replied, her voice resolute.


    She had full confidence in her skills and was certain the footage was intact.


    Still, Gerard persisted. “It’s best if you take a look.”


    It was that quiet insistence that made Freya nce at him not once, but twice, before finally turning toward theputer. In the end, she relented.


    She clicked open thest surveince video, which happened to capture Kristian’sst visit.


    Following Gerard’s prompt, Freya watched the footage all the way through. As she listened to the exchange in the recording, her eyes darkened, her expression growing thoughtful and unreadable.


    “I know, aside from his amnesia, he’s fully recovered,” Freya said as she closed the video window. “He’s alreadye clean with me.”


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