"Ding-ding—"
Inside the bustling offices of the Sutton Group, Kieran glanced at his phone as it buzzed on his desk, lighting up with Freya's name.
He instinctively reached to answer but paused, his hand suspended in mid-air.
Answering too quickly would make it seem like he was at Freya's beck and call, wouldn't it? Since when had he, Kieran Sutton, been so readily available?
Recalling he'd ignored Freya's calls in the past, he decided to let it ring a bit longer, playing it cool. Just as the ringing was about to end, he picked up the call with a feigned annoyance, “What’s up?”
Silence greeted him from the other end, accompanied by the faint hum of car engines in the background. After a moment, Kieran frowned, “Freya?”
The call abruptly ended the next second.
Looking at the disconnected call, Kieran tried calling back only to find her phone turned off. His expression turned colder.
Turning to the door, he shouted, “Jarrett, come in!”
“Mr. Sutton?” Jarrett entered, finding Kieran grabbing his coat, and was puzzled. “What's happening?”
“Look up where Freya’s been today, ASAP.”
“Right away, Mr. Sutton.” Jarrett dialed Johanna’s number, which Kieran promptly snatched from him. Heading towards the elevator, he demanded, “Where’s Freya?”
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