She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Créating A Group Chat

Liam leaned in and reminded Lionel, "Grandpa, Kristian's back."

"So what?" Lionel scoffed, a cold snort escaping him as he made no effort to hide his disdain for Kristian.

He had spent the entire day waiting, only for Kristian to show up alone.

Fully aware of where he stood in the Shaw family after the last fallout, Kristian had already made peace with the

shift in dynamics. His talent for adapting swiftly had always been one of his strengths.

Noticing Lionel's disinterest, Kristian didn't take it personally. Instead, he settled into his seat with practiced ease

and took a leisurely sip of his coffee.

The more composed Kristian appeared, the more agitated Lionel became.

Eventually, after making a half-hearted move on the chessboard with Liam, Lionel tossed in the towel.

"I'm done," Lionel muttered irritably, the scowl on his face deepening. He added, not-so-subtly, "Speople

just know how to crawl under my skin."

Kristian's lips curled faintly into a knowing smirk. "Is it really worth getting all worked up just because | didn't

bring your beloved Freya back?"

His remark only served to further infuriate Lionel, "Then why did you even bother coming back at all?"

"Shall | leave, then?" Kristian asked coolly, his every move-right down to sipping his coffee-exuding calm

sophistication.

Lionel felt an overwhelming urge to strike him with his cane. What an insufferable brat!

He could trust neither Kristian nor Liam-unlike Freya, who never failed him.

"Calm down, Grandpa. She'll be in Jeucwell tonight," Kristian said, placing down his teacup with a grace that

seemed almost theatrical. "She's coming with her father."

At that, Lionel's expression froze, a flicker of unease darting across his features.

He asked, almost cautiously, "I remember Freya once mentioned things weren't great between her and her

family. Did you meet them in Alerith?"

"| did," Kristian answered, his eyes darkening slightly. "Looks like things have smoothed out between them."

Lionel's expression relaxed a touch in response.

But then, another thought intruded, and his brows knotted in complicated emotion. "And how did things go

between you and them?"

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Chapter 175 Creating A Group Chat

"At first, everything was fine," Kristian replied, his voice measured and calm. "But halfway through the

conversation, Freya threwout. Haven't seen them since."

"Well done!" Lionel said without missing a beat.

Kristian was left speechless. He didn't even bother questioning whether he was truly Lionel's grandson. Afte all,

Lionel would only deny it.

"Should we prepare something?" Lionel asked, clearly uneasy. "You've been married to Freya for two years and

haven't even met her family. Now that her father's coming, shouldn't we make an effort?"

Looking back on it, Lionel couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame. Kristian had married Freya without notifying

her family-ignoring even the most basic formalities. It was absolutely mortifying.

"No need," Kristian replied. "Freya wouldn't appreciate it."

Lionel blinked, startled by the response. So did Liam. Both turned to Kristian as if he'd just grown a second head.

Catching their strange looks, Kristian arched a brow. "What's with the faces?"

"I have reason to believe you're not actually my brother," Liam said, as irreverent as ever.

Lionel chimed in, "I'm inclined to agree."

Kristian's brow ticked up slightly, realizing they were poking fun at him. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You haven't considered Freya's feelings once in the last six months," Lionel said flatly.

He had watched how Kristian treated Freya over the past half-year, initially assuming their marriage was just

going through a rough patch. Only later did he discover it had everything to do with Ashley.

In the beginning, when they first tied the knot, Kristian had been good to Freya. Had he kept it up, they might've

had children by now instead of heading for divorce.

Kristian stiffened, just slightly.

"I warned you. You'd regret divorcing her," Lionel said, his disappointment evident. "But you wouldn't listen."

Liam raised an eyebrow and teased, "Starting to feel that regret now, huh?"

"No," Kristian replied firmly.

"Good," Lionel shot back with a sharp glare. "Sof my old friends are dying to introduce their grandsons to

Freya. I'll be sure to arrange a meeting."

Kristian was at a loss for words. He was convinced Lionel's only goal was to provoke him. "She won't agree."

"It's just a casual meet-up. Not a marriage proposal. Just syoung people getting to know each other," Lionel

said, his scheming barely concealed. "Why wouldn't she be open to that?"

Kristian said nothing

Disguised as a friendly gathering. Freya would likely go along with it out of respect for Lionel.

It seemed his grandfather wouldn't be satisfied until he stirred the pot.

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"If you're not worried about pushing her away even more, go right ahead," Kristian said, emotionless, "I won't

stop you."

Lionel paused, suddenly uncertain about Kristian's intentions. What was going through his mind?

"I'm going to change," Kristian said as he stood, his tall frradiating quiet elegance. "You two can keep

chatting."

He returned to his room and changed into a fresh outfit. Once dressed, he lounged on the sofa, scrolling through

his phone.

He already had a clear idea who Lionel was talking about earlier,

Lost in thought, he used the alternate account, pulled up their contacts, and created a group chat.

Whenever it involved people he wasn't close to, he always used the alternate account.

The moment the group went live, messages started flooding in.

"What's going on?"

"Did Kristian actually make this group?"

"Gotta be a hack. No way Kristian started a chat. He hasn't said a word since friending me."

Before long, someone tagged Kristian. "Kristian, was this your doing?"

Others chimed in too, each with their own version of confusion. Kristian watched

the chaos unfold, his gaze steady. His long, graceful fingers typed a simple reply. "It's me."

Those words stood out like a beacon amid the noise, and for a moment, the group went dead silent.

Everyone stared at their phones, trying to make sense of it. Why would Kristian start a group chat? Had they

somehow offended him?

Afraid to stir the pot in the main chat, they quickly huddled into a smaller group without Kristian to discuss

things in private.

Kristian, well aware of their side conversation, didn't rush. He simply waited,

knowing they'd eventually caround

Roughly five minutes later, after confirming they hadn't stepped on any landmines,

the replies trickled back in. "Do you need something, Kristian?"

"Wait-this about your grandpa's 80th? Are you planning a surprise?"

"That's gotta be it!"

"Kristian, just tell us what you need."

Though they hadn't interacted much with him, their grandfathers never stopped

singing his praises, constantly urging them to learn from him.

To them, Kristian was the golden standard-the one they were always unfairly compared to.

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