She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 715:

He knew Kristian well. There was no telling what kind of mess that would stir up.

But Freya wasn’t just anyone. She was K, someone with a reputation Lawrence couldn’t afford to antagonize.

A migraine started to bloom behind his temples.

After weighing his options, he gave her an alternative. “How about this? I can show you Kristian’s medical reports, but I can’t let you visit him.”

“I don’t need to,” Freya replied coolly, phone in hand. She didn’t want to make things difficult for him. “Ellis Lambert will see him.”

Lawrence froze. Could it really be the Ellis Lambert he knew?noveldrama

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.

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“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.

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.

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