Chapter 434:
Was he really being ignored on purpose by Kristian? Did he really not see how different he was from last night to
now? Seriously, how did Kristian manage to keep his cool like that?
As the minutes dragged on, Alan’s restlessness grew, prompting him to scrutinize the living room’s decor. The
stark black, white, and gray palette rendered the space cold and impersonal, like a meticulously curated
furniture showroom rather than a home.
It was hard to believe someone lived there; the space felt hollow and stripped of any soul.
His gaze drifted across the room, scanning every corner in search of something that might spark familiarity. But
the longer he stood there, the more out of place it felt—like he'd stepped into it for the very first time.
After several minutes of wandering and quiet unease, Alan considered checking on Freya's progress. However, as
he turned to leave, his eyes caught a glimpse of something unsettling—a security camera, its lens unblinkingly
omniscient.
His heart skipped a beat.
The camera might have captured every moment from the previous night.
Just as his nerves were starting to settle, a fresh wave of anxiety hit Alan—how on earth was he supposed to ask
Kristian to delete the footage?
Anxiety twisted in Alan’s chest, but the study remained serene, oblivious to his inner chaos.
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To him, the cameras loomed like menacing sentinels, while Kristian regarded them with indifferent ease.
For Kristian, they were merely silent watchers—unnecessary to check unless a break-in shattered the peace.
By the stroke of ten o'clock, Freya had meticulously restored all of Kristian’s data.
The sight of his unblemished chat records washed a wave of relief over him. “Thank you,” he murmured, a rare
softness touching his usually stern features.
“It’s nothing,” Freya responded with a courteous nod. She hesitated, her thoughts drifting to Alan's recent
turmoil. “Alan is quite sensitive. | apologize for his behavior last night.”
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Kristian’s expression softened further, a warm smile breaking through his reserved demeanor. “It’s no big deal.
Please, don’t worry about it,” he assured her, his tone light.
Freya averted her gaze, feeling the pull of his understated charm. It was a dangerous thing, his allure—when he
wasn't cloaked in his usual cold indifference, he becalmost irresistibly magnetic. She unlocked her phone
and glanced up. “I'll cover the cost of the damages. Just tell me—how much are we talking about?”
“143,” Kristian replied smoothly, his low, velvety voice curling around the words in a way that made her heart
skip.
Freya froze, her mind going blank as her mouth refused to form a single word.
Her eyes flicked to his phone. “That can’t be right. The phone alone costs way more than that.”
Kristian’s lips twitched into a smirk. “Then make it 999 dollars.”
“Kristian!” Freya said with a sigh, clearly trying to keep her patience.
“Hmm?” Kristian’s deep voice rumbled, his chiseled face locked in a serious expression.
Freya found herself caught off guard by his subtle flirtation.
Distractedly, she set her phone aside
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“Yes,” Kristian responded, his tone even and unruffled.
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“Fine,” Freya conceded, though her mind was anything but at ease.
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