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Chapter 125

Chapter 125 He' Trusted

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Vivien made her entrance first, her eyes fixed on Freya, brimming with a disdain she could scarcely hide.

She cracked the door open and called out to Hugh, "Dad, it's her."

No sooner had she uttered the words than Hugh appeared in the doorway.

His eyes met Freya's, and in that moment, his thoughts spiraled. What the hell should he do now?

How could it be Freya? What had Vivien done to provoke her?

"This man-he's your father?" Freya's voice cut through his thoughts, her fingers tightening around the edge of

the contract, though her expression gave nothing away.

Hugh opened his mouth to respond, but a piercing glance from Freya silenced him.

In her eyes, he saw the scold detachment that had marked his first disagreement with her.

Unaware of the undercurrents, Vivien chimed in, "Yes, that's him."

"And what role does Mr. Garza play at Briggs Group?” Freya treated him like a stranger.

Hugh tensed, a surge of realization washing over him that Mina harbored deep- seated animosity. "My last name

is Briggs, not Garza," he declared, his voice edged with panic, dominated by the single thought that her

daughter was furious.

He also discerned that Freya's deliberate reference to "Mr. Garza" signaled her intent to cut all personal

connections with him.

Now, he had only one course of action-respond to her queries succinctly, careful not to utter anything

unnecessary that might provoke her wrath.

"You don't even recognize my father?" Vivien was dumbfounded, though she moderated her voice to sound less

confrontational in Hugh's presence. "He's the chairman of the company."

The mention of "father" stirred something in Freya, yet she masked her emotions adeptly. "Is that so?"

"Vivien, | haven't married your mom yet, so it's prudent to addressas Mr. Briggs for the tbeing," Hugh

explained, perceptive of Freya's minute reaction. Vivien's cheeks turned a shade of crimson, embarrassment

flooding her features.

Realizing her overstep, she stammered, "Okay, Mr. Briggs."

"Briggs Group prides itself on recognizing hard work and talent. It doesn't matter toif he's your father;

lacking competence means you should depart," Freya stated candidly, her tone sharp. "We have no room for

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exoter's cheeks famed with embarrassment from the sharp scolding.

The presenter of high her usual retorts were swallowed back, haunted by the fear that her meticulously

mantan Sede the bedient gri might crumble.

Seaney he timer softly his emotions a tangled mess. "Vivien, please step outside.

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| need a moment to s with But gritty

With at less departed

She made in atempt to linger or eavesdrop; rather, she returned to her desk,

resuming her work as though the nodent hadn't affected her

Per colleagues sensing the tension, held their breaths and subtly retreated, giving her space.

They had all writessed the scene

Toten had seen seen entering the third meeting room with the chairman!

Good heavens. Vien's protector is the chairman himself?"

This is the end for that poor woman, isn't it? | overheard Vivien mention she's an investment advisor."

Hoge she's fHET

This mess is my fault. If Mr. Briggs intends to discipline that woman, I'll cforward and set the record Forage"

dedimes the team leader, her hands slick with nervous sweat. She hadn't anticipated that Vivien's

Connections were so formidable

Sespite her reluctance to walk away from the lucrative salary and perks at Briggs Group, she was adamant about

not leding anyone else take the blame.

den died out their endless discussions, disinterested.

She had suramoned Rugh not solely to confront that conceited woman but also to demonstrate her support

secure to everyone present All day long, they relentlessly heaped work upon her. Did they truly believe she

where to perform my real work?

in dark conner to the bustling noise outside, the meeting room felt like a breath of stillness.

thugs perched to fray's right, his demeanor flustered and guilty, akin to a child caught in mischief.

na's not what you're thinking Hugh hurried to clarify, eager to prevent any further misconceptions. "She weaving

trouble finding work, and her mother was getting anxious, so | mentioned Briggs Group. That's all there we to to

Goritism behind it."

Masks those three lousy proposals one unfinished, two not even close to qualified-and she still gets twenty

Moved & month, tres declared crisply "Would you not deem that favoritism?"

kety in all over his face, Hugh nervously twisted his fingers.

HA SAA 16 eveal that his relationship with Vivien's mother effectively made him her stepfather, which in

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the ineffectual here."

"Mr. Briggs..." Vivien's cheeks flamed with embarrassment from the sharp scolding.

In the presence of Hugh, her usual retorts were swallowed back, haunted by the fear that her meticulously

maintained facade as the obedient girl might crumble.

Hugh cleared his throat softly, his emotions a tangled mess. "Vivien, please step outside. | need a moment to

speak with her privately."

"Understood."

With that, Vivien departed.

She made no attempt to linger or eavesdrop; rather, she returned to her desk, resuming her work as though the

incident hadn't affected her.

Her colleagues, sensing the tension, held their breaths and subtly retreated, giving her space.

They had all witnessed the scene.

Vivien had been seen entering the third meeting room with the chairman!

"Good heavens... Vivien's protector is the chairman himself?"

"This is the end for that poor woman, isn't it? | overheard Vivien mention she's an investment advisor."

"I hope she's fine!"

"This mess is my fault. If Mr. Briggs intends to discipline that woman, I'll cforward and set the record

straight," declared the team leader, her hands slick with nervous sweat. She hadn't anticipated that Vivien's

connections were so formidable.

Despite her reluctance to walk away from the lucrative salary and perks at Briggs Group, she was adamant

about not letting anyone else take the blame.

Vivien tuned out their endless discussions, disinterested.

She had summoned Hugh not solely to confront that conceited woman but also to demonstrate her support

network to everyone present. All day long, they relentlessly heaped work upon her. Did they truly believe she

was here to perform any real work?

In stark contrast to the bustling noise outside, the meeting room felt like a breath of stillness.

Hugh perched to Freya's right, his demeanor flustered and guilty, akin to a child caught in mischief.

"Mina, it's not what you're thinking." Hugh hurried to clarify, eager to prevent any further misconceptions. "She

was having trouble finding work, and her mother was getting anxious, so | mentioned Briggs Group. That's all

there was to it-no favoritism behind it."

"Look at those three lousy proposals-one unfinished, two not even close to qualified—and she still gets twenty

thousand a month," Freya declared crisply. "Would you not deem that favoritism?"

Anxiety written all over his face, Hugh nervously twisted his fingers.

He hesitated to reveal that his relationship with Vivien's mother effectively made

him her stepfather, which in

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his eyes justified arranging the job.

He was well aware that admitting this could irreparably damage his relationship

with Freya.

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Moreover, she had long harbored resentment towards him.

"Mina..." His words trailed off, utterly bewildered and at a loss for words.

"Dismiss her," Freya commanded, her voice leaving no room for debate.

Hugh, feeling a profound sense of injustice, made one more attempt to defend her. "Briggs Group is a massive

company. It surely wouldn't suffer from keeping her on."

"The principle of the company has always been promoting people based on merit, not connections," Freya

retorted, her voice sharp with irritation. "Are you

suggesting we abandon that principle for your newfound daughter?"

"Absolutely not!" Hugh countered emphatically.

He cherished his two biological daughters above all.

"If Vivien genuinely had the talent, | wouldn't interfere," Freya admitted earnestly. "However, she's neither

hardworking nor meticulous, and she exploits her position to intimidate others. The company cannot condone

keeping such a person." “Huh?” Hugh responded, clearly taken aback. Freya's portrayal starkly contradicted his

own perceptions of Vivien.

Freya gave him a puzzled look, one brow slightly raised.

"From what I've seen, Vivien might not be as sharp as you, but she has consistently shown herself to be

straightforward and diligent," Hugh said thoughtfully. "I remember once when | visited..."

Then he noticed that Freya wasn't really interested in the specifics and simply said with a curt nod, "I saw her

doing research and handling work at home."

Freya slowly closed the contract she had been holding, her movements deliberate.

She had just finished dealing with Ashley's issues, and now it seemed Vivien was

next in line.

"I didn't think she'd go as far as pretending to be diligent right in front of me." Hugh's tone shifted, a bit more

weight behind his words now.

Freya hesitated for a brief second before impulsively blurting out, "Do you really trust what I'm telling you?"

Maybe it was the way Kristian had never truly trusted her—or the string of recent misunderstandings that wore

her down. Hearing Hugh speak with such sincerity made her heart clench nervously in her chest.

"You're my daughter," Hugh responded firmly, his voice filled with genuine affection. "Of course | would trust

you." His words carried the comforting confidence that only a parent could offer. "I know your character well

enough, as your father."

In his eyes, Freya had always been direct and fair, never intentionally harming or misleading anyone. He knew

this clearly, and deeply respected her integrity. "Relax," he assured her gently. "I'll discuss this properly with

Vivien's mother." He understood exactly how

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Freya felt about the matter and added decisively, "In a few days, I'll move Vivien

to training. It might finally teach her a thing or two."

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