She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 121

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“Sir, this must be a misunderstanding,” Gerard pleaded, his stomach knotting with dread for the difficult days looming ahead. “I truly believe you and Ms. Briggs belong together–a perfect match.”

Kristian deliberately set down his fork, glancing up from his breakfast with measured calm. “Yet you suggested Trent would suit her better, didn’t you?”

Gerard stood frozen in shock.

What foolish remarks had spilled from his lips during last night’s drinking session, and how had Trent become entangled in this mess?

“Since you hold him in such high regard, you can work for him starting today,” Kristian announced, dabbing his mouth with elegant precision as he finished his meal. “Someone as unremarkable as myself clearly doesn’t merit your exceptional talents.”

“I–I was completely wrong,” Gerard stammered, panic rising in his chest. “You can’t possibly take seriously the nonsense I babble when intoxicated. I swear, in my heart, you are way better than Mr. Seymour.”

Kristian rose from his chair with deliberate slowness. “Do you mean that?”

“Absolutely!”

“And why should I believe anything you say now?” Kristian challenged.

Gerard declared desperately, “If I speak even one false word, may I be immediately terminated from Shaw Group and left with nothing to my name.”

“Well then, consider yourself fired,” Kristian replied coolly.

“Please don’t!” Gerard felt his world crumbling around him.

If only he had resisted drinking with Kristian!

Kristian observed Gerard trailing behind before unexpectedly calling out, “Aren’t you coming? Do you genuinely wish to be terminated?”

Gerard blinked in confusion before his shoulders sagged with relief. “I’m right behind you.”

Together they departed the villa, Gerard sliding behind the wheel while continually monitoring Kristian“s expression in the rearview mirror.

“Recap what you discovered last night,” Kristian instructed from the back seat, his tone unchanged.

“The individuals who attacked Ms. Briggs were definitely hired hands, but they’ve completely vanished without leaving any trace,” Gerard answered, his demeanor shifting to professional seriousness. “I considered asking Ms.

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Briggs if she could recall their physical appearances.

“Wasn’t the area under surveillance?” Kristian inquired.

“The cameras appeared to malfunction during that precise timeframe–there’s no footage available,” Gerard

explained as he navigated the morning traffic.

Kristian’s brow furrowed in contemplation.

After a thoughtful pause, he said, “You go ahead and handle company matters. I’ll personally question her.”

“Understood.” Gerard immediately grasped the situation, recognizing Kristian merely sought an excuse to spend time alone with Freya.

He surrendered the vehicle to Kristian and made his way to work via subway.

Kristian drove directly to Freya’s apartment only to discover she had vacated the premises the previous day. The property was already being advertised online.

In a moment of clarity, he recalled seeing Freya depart with Trent just yesterday.

His mind raced through countless possibilities in that instant.

Without hesitation, he steered toward the villa he had gifted to Freya.

If she wasn’t there, it meant she had left Jeucwell with Trent.

Should that prove true, he would definitely journey to Alerith to demand why she had departed without a word to him!

*Meanwhile, Freya had just returned to Alerith and had rested for a single night.

She was preparing to inform her assistant that she needed additional time before resuming work when he materialized at her doorstep.

In her private living room stood a tall man with youthful features, an air of cool detachment.

His striking handsomeness was enhanced by his immaculate appearance and remarkably smooth complexion.

Despite being well into his twenties, he retained a distinct boyish charm. Standing beside Frederick, anyone would assume they shared the same age.

“Couldn’t you grant me a few more days of rest?” Freya asked, her tousled hair revealing she hadn’t fully awakened yet.

Her assistant, Melvin Swain, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit and radiating cool professionalism, responded flatly, “No, you’ve already enjoyed a two–year hiatus.”

Freya opened her mouth to protest when her phone vibrated against the table.

Seeing Frederick’s name on the screen, she accepted the call.

“Freya! This is incredible!” Frederick’s voice overflowed with unbridled enthusiasm. “Is that rare supercar in the villa actually intended for me?”

It was an exclusive limited edition, after all.

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He had longed to purchase one for years but couldn’t secure a reservation due to its scarcity.

Freya truly was the best!

“Yes,” Freya replied with casual indifference toward automotive luxuries. “You’ll need to decide whether to

keep it in Jeucwell or have it transported back to Alerith.”

“Freya, I can’t thank you enough!” Frederick’s voice bubbled with unbridled enthusiasm.

“If you truly want to express gratitude, convince Melvin to leave my place,” Freya suggested, glancing at her assistant with resigned helplessness. “Perhaps persuade him to take another month of vacation.”

Frederick responded simply, “Goodbye.”

This was Melvin, after all–Freya’s

most dependable right–hand man.

When she preferred not to work, he seamlessly managed everything without complaint.

However, anyone attempting to interfere with her professional responsibilities would face his merciless removal.

Freya exhaled deeply, realizing she had no allies in this situation.

“Ms. Briggs,” Melvin interjected again, his expression unwavering.

“Fine, I surrender,” Freya conceded. “But let me establish one condition–I can only remain at the company for two or three days. Afterward, I must attend to matters at Briggs Group, and you cannot prevent me.”

“I’ve already arranged for your preferred bed and sofa to be installed in your office lounge,” Melvin continued with professional detachment. “You need only rest in the lounge while I handle the operational demands.”

Freya considered this compromise. “One week, maximum.”