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Lawrence didn’t say a word on the other end of the line, so Freya asked again, “Is Kristian awake now?”
“He woke up for a little while this morning, but he’s out cold again.” Lawrence was fabricating the story as he spoke. There was no chance he’d tell her what was really going on. “I’ll give you an update once his condition
evens out. Maybe you can swing by then?”
“You’re hiding something from me.” Her voice was steady, unshakably certain.
Lawrence kept the easy smile on his face as he held the phone to his ear.
He knew better than anyone–K was no ordinary person.
“How could I be?” His tone stayed calm, not a hint of tension in it. “If my word’s not good enough for you, you’re welcome to dig into it yourself. Someone with your talents wouldn’t have any trouble finding the truth.”
Freya didn’t say anything.
Lawrence’s palm was damp with sweat where it gripped the phone.
He was playing a risky game, banking on the chance that Freya wouldn’t resort to hacking that easily.
The K he knew wouldn’t pull those tricks unless the situation was truly dire. But if she did, she’d unravel everything in seconds.
“How’s he healing from the injuries?” she asked instead, dropping the earlier subject.
“The stitches come out tomorrow. He’s doing fine.” Lawrence didn’t bother hiding this part from her. “No need to worry. I’ll make sure he’s looked after.”
“I’ll come over,” Freya said.
“What?” That caught Lawrence off guard.
Why was she still coming?
“I’m just going as a representative of his family to check up on him,” Freya explained. “Kristian’s father needs regular updates on his condition.”
“Alright,” Lawrence agreed, trying to sound casual.
After the call ended, Freya and Ellis made their way straight to Lawrence’s medical facility.
Lawrence, meanwhile, got busy making a few swift arrangements.
By the time Freya and Ellis pulled in, it was already eleven.
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Lawrence welcomed them with a pleasant smile, wearing a crisp white doctor’s coat. He looked every bit the professional–warm, polished–but no one could ever read what was going on behind that smooth facade.
When his gaze landed on Ellis standing beside Freya, that old feeling crept in again–like fate had dealt him the losing hand.
Back on Butterfly Island, he’d assumed Ellis was just some guy on a mission. But clearly, there was more
beneath the surface.
“Mr. Lambert, you…” Lawrence let the words trail off intentionally.
Ellis, already familiar with Lawrence’s reputation, didn’t flinch. “We’re here to see Kristian Shaw. Is now a good
time?”
“Of course. But Kristian’s still in a fragile state, so you’ll have to observe him through the glass. No entering the room,” Lawrence said, his voice calm and matter–of–fact.
“Alright,” Ellis responded.
A few moments later, Lawrence led the pair down a corridor that looked like something straight out of a
science fiction flick. They passed the two layers of security doors before reaching Kristian’s room. Lawrence
tapped a switch on the wall, and a wide panel of the wall slid aside to reveal a large window.
Kristian looked more or less the same.
His complexion wasn’t as ghostly as before, but it still lacked any real color. His eyes were shut tight, sunken slightly into his face, as if locked in a heavy sleep.
Ms. Briggs,” Lawrence said, noting they hadn’t picked up on anything strange. “Since Kristian seems to want a bit of distance now, it might be better if you contacted me directly for updates. I’ll call if there’s any news. Sound good?”
Freya pressed her lips together but didn’t answer.
Even now, something about that day didn’t sit right with her.
“Ms. Briggs?” Lawrence prompted again.
“Alright,” she finally said.
A quiet relief swept through Lawrence.
After lingering a bit longer, Freya asked him for Kristian’s medical data. Lawrence handed it over without a second thought.
Through it all, neither she nor Ellis noticed anything amiss.
As they were about to head out, Freya, her mind still on Kristian, said to Lawrence, “If there’s anything you need help with during his treatment, just say the word. I’ll handle it.”
“What about the expenses?” Lawrence asked.
“I’ll take care of it,” Freya replied.
“Perfect.” Lawrence was clearly satisfied. “I admire generous people.”
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“Don’t tell Kristian about this,” she instructed firmly.
Since Kristian didn’t want any more ties to her, there was no reason for him to know. Once he was back on his feet, they could walk their separate paths without a backward glance.
Lawrence was already rubbing his hands together in his mind at the thought of the cash rolling in. “Of course.”
“And one more thing”
“Yes, Ms. Briggs?
“Don’t even think about squeezing more money out of Kristian once he’s better.” She saw right through him.
Lawrence was momentarily at a loss for words. Had he been that transparent?
Her sharp gaze told him she’d hit the bull’s eye.
Despite his impressive pedigree and sharp mind–he was unmatched in his field–his appetite for money really was something else.
Sometimes, she genuinely wondered why he didn’t just go home and enjoy the riches waiting for him instead of scheming for more wherever he went.
But that was his business, and Freya had no intention of wasting thought on it.
Once they left the base, Freya and Ellis went for lunch before heading over to Anita International headquarters.
In the elevator on the way up, Ellis tried to put her at ease. “From the way Lawrence was talking, he seems pretty confident about Kristian’s treatment. You really don’t need to stress.”
“I know,” Freya replied softly.
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