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Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Frederick Was Kidnapped

Vivien was utterly taken aback by the sudden outburst.

She had never seen Hugh lose his temper like this, and she stood there, frozen in place, momentarily too

stunned to respond.

"Mr-Mr. Briggs," she stammered, swallowing hard, her voice laced with fear. "Why are you so angry?"

Hadn't he admitted it himself? Or perhaps he hadn't disclosed the true nature of his relationship with the

investment advisor to Ethel?

As she mulled over these thoughts, Hugh spoke, his words sharp and deliberate. "The investment advisor you

mentioned is my daughter, Freya Briggs."

"How-How is that possible?" Vivien stuttered, instinctively attempting to deny the truth.

"Get out!" Hugh's patience was at its breaking point. His fury erupted like a wildfire. "From now on, you are never

to set foot in my house again."

He had once treated Vivien like a daughter. Who could have predicted she would speak about him and Freya in

such a manner?

Vivien, panic-stricken, knew full well the importance of Hugh's protection. "Mr. Briggs, I'm sorry. | didn't know she

was your daughter. It was my uncle who toldshe had that kind of relationship with you, and she didn't

correct him, so I misunderstood."

Her words only served to fuel Hugh's rage further.

His face hardened with anger. "You two talked about this in front of her?" he demanded.

"It was... my uncle who said it," Vivien faltered, realizing too late the situation was slipping out of her control.

Hugh's gaze instinctively shifted to Freya, a sense of guilt washing over him for not protecting her better.

But Freya, calm and composed, didn't seem troubled in the slightest. Lies would never gain a foothold in the

truth

She glanced at Vivien's frantic face and, with a cold smile, offered sadvice. "You might want to follow your

uncle's example and end up sharing a cell with him."

"What?" Vivien's mind was spiraling in panic.

Upon learning Freya was not only Hugh's daughter, she realized she was in deep trouble.

Now everything made sense-why Hugh had listened to Freya at the company earlier that day, why Freya had

stated that, without her consent, she would never join the Briggs Group again.

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We re buning on your own, or should | show you the door? Freya asked, her eyes looking down at Vinem who was

now tiny smaller than her.

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A mix of emotions gripped her, but she turned and fled.

The son in the room show ebbed away, and Ethel, still reeling from the events,

finally broke the silence. Tos y dicht you tellabout the assaut earlier?

De re should have told us "High's mice was heary with concern.

The thought of his daughter potentially being in danger gnawed at him

Frey took in their worried expressions. It's nothing serious, and it's already been handled *

Bow on the nothing serious" High's concern was evident. Starting tomorrow, I'l have eight bodyguards follow you

everywhere"

Freya simply shook her head. "That's unnecessary."

Their presence would only slowdown."

Hugh was left speechless.

Ethel, too, was too amared to say anything

Nevertheless, Freya's words somehow made sense.

Hugh had previously arranged bodyguards for both Freya and Ethel Ethel had accepted them, appreciating their

discreet protection, but Freya had refused.

Even after Hugh insisted, Freya had demonstrated she could easily dispatch an entire team of bodyguards on

her own.

Since then, Hugh had never raised the issue of bodyguards again.

Freya said, standing as she prepared to go upstairs, I'm heading up. Good night." "Hold on," Hugh called out, his

voice filled with hesitation.

Freya paused mid-step.

Ethel, too, glanced over, surprised. Hugh had actually stopped her sister-this was definitely a step forward.

"Well..." Hugh stumbled over his words, unsure of how to phrase what he wanted to say. He feared that being too

direct might upset Freya, but remaining silent felt equally wrong

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Freya, sensing his unease, read his unspoken thoughts.

She offered him a small, reassuring smile. "Vivien is different from that person. | can tell the difference."

Hugh was taken aback, his emotions swirling.

Freya's words sank in, and with that, she headed upstairs, unaffected by the tension in the room.

"Did your sister mean what | think she did?" Hugh asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Ethel nodded. "Yes."

For Freya, she understood that Vivien's actions were influenced by Edwin, not Cheryl. She wouldn't blCheryl

for Vivien's faults.

After a soothing bubble bath to ease the day's exhaustion, Freya climbed into bed.

Moments later, her phone rang.

Seeing Frederick's non the screen, she answered, "Hello?"

"Help!" Blake's hoarse, desperate voice echoed through the phone. Freya stiffened, realizing this

wasn't a prank. "What happened?" she asked, concern flooding her tone.

Her first thought was that Frederick might have been kidnapped by her enemies.

But since those enemies didn't know her true identity, she relaxed a little. As long

as they weren't the ruthless criminals, the situation might not be as dire.

"I'm kidnapped. Comes

save me!" Frederick's voice cracked in panic.

Freya leaned against her headboard, raising an eyebrow. "Shouting so loudly,

aren't you worried the kidnappers will hear?"

"He's right next to me."

"Does he hold your phone?"

"Yes, he does."

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"Tell him to turn on the speakerphone, and I'll talk to him."

Frederick passed the message along. "Freya wants you to turn on the speaker."

The so-called "kidnapper" complied, and the speakerphone was activated.

"Freya, he's turned it on," Frederick confirmed.

Freya ran a hand through her still-wet hair, her expression growing serious as she addressed the person on the

other end. "Is that you, Kristian?"

Frederick's eyes widened in shock.

How did she guess?

He turned to look at the man in a suit, who remained cool and detached, his expression unreadable.

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Kristian's gaze deepened as he acknowledged, "It's me."

"Do you want money?"

"Removefrom your blacklist."

Freya fell silent, taken aback.

She had considered many possibilities, but never this one.

Holding the phone, she asked, her tone level, "Is it worth committing a crfor

that?"

"Who said | committed a crime?" Kristian replied, defensive.

"Didn't you kidnap Frederick?"

"He volunteered."

Freya was puzzled.

"Volunteered?"

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