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Chapter 187 Do You Really Not Like Younger Men

If Freya had been publicly recognized as Hugh's daughter from the very beginning, she and Kristian

might never have had a reason to cross paths-or at the very least, things wouldn't have ended up

like this.

Even if Kristian had wanted to make a move, he'd have had to weigh the alliance between their

families and all the other complications that cwith it.

That thought alone left a tangled mess of emotions churning in Hugh's chest.

"No, | wouldn't have," Freya replied, her voice steady and resolute,

Hugh turned his gaze toward her.

She could see straight through him and went on, "Even if I'd been known as your daughter from the

start, it wouldn't have stopped Kristian from filing for divorce. That outcwould've stayed the

same."

Kristian, like her, already had everything. Even if he had known who she really was, he still would've

ended the marriage the moment he'd made up his mind.

"Mina..." Hugh's heart ached, haunted by the sense that he'd never truly protected her.

"What's done is done." Freya didn't want him dwelling on it. "I've never once regretted the choices |

made." Even if the marriage had been a disaster, she had no regrets.

She'd put in the effort. She'd fought for it. But in the end, the story still didn't have a happy ending-

so she chose a different chapter.

Life doesn't wait. You keep walking, no matter the road. There are countless crossroads in life, and

whichever turn you take, you shouldn't look back with regret.

"Don't overthink it, Dad," Freya added gently, "I'm really happy right now."

Hugh stared at her for a long moment, then said nothing more.

In the blink of an eye, evening arrived.

Treya changed into something more elegant and left with Hugh for the hotel where Lionel's birthday

banquet was taking place.

By the tthey stepped into the venue, the place was already buzzing with guests. Unlike typical

business gatherings, tonight's crowd had csolely to celebrate, not to talk shop.

The moment Freya and Hugh entered, Kristian and his group took notice.

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Isaac and Melinda approached with warm smiles.

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Their intention was obvious. Their son had left a bad impression on the Briggs family, and they

couldn't afford to let that linger

The two of them made polite conversation with Hugh, drifting between topics about the company and the

tangled history between Kristian and Freya.

It was a scene Hugh hadn't seen coming

"Mr. Briggs, let's sit over there and chat," Isaac offered with a courteous smile. "My dad's there too. He's been

thinking about meeting you

Almost instinctively, Hugh glanced at Freya. He didn't feel right just leaving her standing there alone.

"Kristian and Liam will keep Freya company," Melinda chimed in kindly. "There's nothing to worry about."

What Hugh wanted to say was, "I'm worried precisely because Kristian's here." But clearly, this wasn't the time

or place to say such a thing to Kristian's parents.

"Go ahead and say hello to Lionel, Freya said, understanding exactly what he was thinking, "I'll cover in a

bit"

"Alright then." With no other option, Hugh went along

The gift from Briggs Group had already been sent earlier through a secretary.

There was no need for another presentation.

Once Hugh left, Freya scanned the room for a quiet spot to sit. She figured she'd wait until the crowd around

Lionel thinned out before heading over to greet him.

Right now, too many guests were offering their well-wishes, and Lionel was clearly swamped.

But just as she turned to walk away, Kristian, who had been standing nearby, reached out and caught her arm,

his eyes unreadable

Since the moment they walked in, Freya hadn't so much as glanced in his direction.

"What are you doing?" Freya yanked her arm back, her face cool and distant.

"My parents askedto take care of you," Kristian replied, his breath slightly chilly, though his eyes held an

intense gaze. "I have to stay by your side tonight." Freya looked him over. "Suit yourself."

She didn't believe he could do anything if she chose to stay quiet.

She settled in a less crowded corner, not expecting him to keep his gaze locked on her the entire time.

Ten minutes passed, and Freya finally turned toward him, her voice blunt. "Can you stop staring atlike

that?"

"If you don't want to be bothered by ssuitor, then at least talk tolike a normal person.” Kristian's eyes

were dark, making it hard to read his mood.

Freya rose to her feet, intending to find another seat.

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Kristian spoke first. "Cyril Clarkson has a thing for you. If you leave my side, he'll rush over in a heartbeat."

"Is that so?" Freya asked.

"It is." Kristian's voice had a low, steady weight to it.

"Then why should | stay near you?" Her words made him pause. "Isn't it far more pleasant to be with someone

who actually likes me, instead of my ex-husband?"

Kristian's expression darkened instantly. "Freya!"

"Go ahead," Treya shot back coolly, "raise your voice. Let everyone hear,

especially your parents. Let them see exactly how well you're taking care of me."

She didn't hold back on the sarcasm, stressing the phrase "taking care" like a sharp jab.

Kristian's anger flared on the spot.

But Freya didn't spare him another glance.

She walked off and found a spot far away from him.

Cyril had been keeping an eye on Freya since she arrived. Seeing her with Kristian had stirred something

unpleasant in him.

He had initially planned to hang around his friends to take his mind off things.

But then he noticed Kristian and Freya seated apart. And it was Freya who had moved away.

At that moment, he sensed his chance. Without hesitation, he straightened his posture and made his way toward

her, Kristian's presence be damned.

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Kristian was still fuming, but out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Cyril walking up and sitting

beside Freya.

A sudden chill swept through him. Cyril seriously needed to be taught a lesson. "Freya!" Cyril

greeted her with a cheerful smile, eyes full of eagerness. "Mind if I sit here?"

"Go ahead" Freya hesitated briefly at his arrival but gave her consent.

She didn't have the habit of burying herself in her phone during free moments. Instead, she

occasionally glanced toward Hugh to check on him.

Cyril sat beside her, a little tense, unsure whether or not he should speak his mind.

After a while, Freya noticed his discomfort.

She couldn't ignore a living, breathing person sitting right next to her. Seeing him hesitate again

and again, she finally asked, "Something wrong?"

"1... yeah. Kind of " Cyril stumbled over his words.

"Say it."

"Do you still love Kristian?" Cyril asked, summoning all his courage. Afraid she

might not know who he meant, he quickly added, "I mean Kristian Shaw."

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Freya blinked, surprised by the question.

Just as she was about to respond, Kristian appeared and interrupted, "Still

refusing to give up?"

Cyril was startled. He turned and stiffened upon seeing Kristian. What the hell was he doing here?

"Didn't | tell you she's not into younger guys?" Kristian said, his voice slow and cold. "Technically,

you're a few months younger than her."

"Do you really not like younger men?" Cyril still wanted to hear it from Freya

herself.

Freya hesitated. If it had been a straightforward confession, she would've politely declined.

But this question caught her off guard. After a pause, she finally said, "Liking someone isn't about

age or looks. It's about understanding."

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