She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 165

Chapter 165 A Drunk Alan

Recalling that Kristian had once gladly accepted the woman sent to him, Toby wondered whether he should tell

his boss about this.

While mulling it over, he fired off another message in the group chat. "Maybe it's just srandom gossip?

Kristian doesn't strikeas the kind of guy who'd pull something like that."

"You can't go by looks. Who knows what he's really like behind closed doors?"

"Pretty sure this one's legit. A few execs who had dinner with him saw him take a woman straight from Edwin."

"What a disappointment."

Toby forwarded every one of those comments to himself, planning to show them to his boss the next day.

Kristian, completely unaware of the buzz surrounding him, cast a cool glance at the man who'd passed out

drunk. With a calm and detached air, he stood up and let Alan slump onto the couch.

Gerard, watching the whole thing, looked puzzled. "Sir, are you..."

"Take Alan to my place," Kristian said with absolute finality.

"You sure about that?" Gerard asked, uncertain.

He knew all too well that Kristian had a serious thing about cleanliness. If you weren't someone he really cared

about, you didn't step foot in his home.

And now he was letting Alan stay over?

Kristian's sharp, unreadable stare didn't give anything away. "Yes."

Though Gerard was clearly confused, he didn't push.

He lifted Alan into the car.

That night, Gerard had stayed sober-unlike Kristian and Alan, who had definitely indulged.

What stood out the most was how the night had actually played out. At first, Alan had been the one egging

everyone on to drink, but after the first glass, Kristian had taken the reins. Before long, Alan was drinking glass

after glass without even realizing it.

By the tthe clock struck nine, Gerard had delivered Alan to Kristian's place.

After settling him on the sofa, Gerard hesitated. "So, Mr. Briggs is staying the night?"

"You can go," Kristian said, his tone steady.

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"You sure you're okay handling this alone?" Gerard asked, thinking that if Alan puked later, Kristian might

completely lose it.

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Aristian's eres remamed steady "Yes"

seeing that he wasn't going to change his mind, Gerard gave a reluctant nod and walked off, glancing back

more than once

Kristian gave the man on the couch a brief look, but didn't linger. Instead, he pulled out his phone and started

typing "How to pursue someone you like.”

Now that he'd accepted he had feelings for Freya, he figured it was tto do something about it.

neya was constantly surrounded by good-looking, capable men-it was only a matter of tbefore someone

better than him calong

He stared at the search results, his gaze flickering as he read through the suggestions.

Get their number, discover shared interests, create chances to meet, learn what they like and give them

thoughtful gifts."

He already had her number.

But shared interests? She wouldn't even speak to him right now.

As for gifts, she was so low-key that even when they were together, she rarely showed interest in material

things. Aside from that one tshe maxed his credit card out of spite, she hadn't ever really bought anything

for herself.

That thought alone made Kristian sigh and toss the phone onto the table, annoyed. The online advice felt

completely useless.

Winning someone over took effort. It couldn't be boiled down to a checklist.

The clatter of the phone hitting the table startled Alan awake. He sat up slowly, blinking in confusion, clearly

unsure of where he was.

Kristian stayed composed, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "You're awake?"

"Who're you?" Alan frowned, his head still spinning.

Kristian took a slow sip of water. "Kristian Shaw."

"Kristian Shaw?" Still drunk, Alan muttered the nbefore suddenly leaping to his feet. "I know who you are!"

Kristian raised an eyebrow. This was not how he expected the president of Briggs Group to behave when drunk.

He calmly set down his glass and locked eyes with the unsteady man. "What exactly do you know?" "You're

Mina's ex-husband!" Alan jabbed a finger at him, his face flushed and his words slightly slurred.

Kristian's face darkened a shade.

There it was again-ex-husband.

"Tell me! Why'd you bringto your place?" Alan barked, his tone heated. "Trying to useto get to Mina?"

Kristian stared at him in silence.

But Alan, caught in his own tic spiral, kept going. "Just so you know-I'd rather die than let you

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manipulateinto hurting Mina!"

Kristian reached for his phone, fully intending to call Gerard and have him cdrag this man out of his house.

Now he regretted it. What on earth had possessed him to bring Alan here on a whim in the first place?

"What are you doing?" Alan demanded, yanking the phone from him. His drunken mind was spinning with

suspicion. "You better not be threatening Mina!"

Kristian replied smoothly, without flinching, "I was going to order something for your hangover."

"Hah."

Alan let out a cold laugh.

"Hangover remedy? Don't think | don't know you poisoned me! You think that's enough to takedown? I'll get

it out of my system myself!"

With that, he plopped onto the floor cross-legged and began his bizarre version of self-detox.

Kristian was dumbfounded.

Taking advantage of the moment, Kristian grabbed his phone again, unlocked it, and scrolled to his contacts.

But before he could make the call, it was snatched out of his hands once more.

Alan, now oddly emboldened, held the phone high like skind of hero in a fantasy flick. "You thought you

could use the t| was purging the poison to call Mina? Dream on!"

Then, out of nowhere, something completely unexpected happened.

Alan hurled the phone to the floor with shocking force.

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In an instant, Kristian's phone shattered.

The screen cracked into a spider web of glass, the back popped off, and who

knew what internal damage had been done.

Kristian's brow twitched ever so slightly.

The phone itself could be replaced, but the data inside... sof it hadn't been backed up yet.

“Hmph! See that? That's my strength!" Alan, completely unaware of what he'd done, wobbled on his feet and

boasted with misplaced pride.

Kristian was in a foul mood.

If this man weren't Freya's cousin, he would've kicked him out hours ago.

But now, as Kristian watched Alan clumsily fumble for his own phone to call Freya, every trace of irritation quietly

melted away.

Somehow, he managed to hit the right buttons and even put the call on speaker.

Moments later, the line connected.

Freya picked up, her voice calm as ever, even this late at night. "Hello, Alan."

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"Mina, don't worry! I'd rather die than give in!" Alan cried out, his tone thick with misguided righteousness.

“Kristian, you'll never useto get to Mina!"

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