NovelFameChapter 462 Navigating the Gray Areas
Frey once believed the world was simply black and white. It took three years in prison to understand the
subtleties of the gray areas.
She opened her laptop and accessed a program she had hidden for a long time.
This program contained all her important documents, various accounts, assets, and copyrighted works.
She pulled them out, sorted them, and ensured they were all in order.
The program was tied to her lawyer; if anything happened to her, he would distribute her property according to
her will.
After sending a crucial folder to her phone, Frey cleared her browsing history, turned off the computer, and
calmed herself before calling Sawyer.
Sawyer answered quickly, sounding tired, indicating he had just been asleep.
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"Sorry, did | disturb you?" Frey asked, realizing he might have been exhausted from a long night, just like her.
Sawyer chuckled, his fatigue adding a pleasant charm to his voice. "Ms. Frey, you can disturbanytand
anywhere, | like it very much."
Frey twitched at his words, feeling the frivolous nature common to the Lloyd brothers.
Nonetheless, she needed his help urgently. "Are you free now? I'll treat you to a meal and | need your help with
something."
Sawyer fell silent on the other end of the line.
In Pontenero, there was not just Sawyer but also the Plague God, Nathaniel.
Nathaniel was far more capable than Sawyer.
Despite the ongoing conflict
between Frey and Nathaniel, she would rather seek help from Sawyer than turn to Nathaniel unless something
drastic had happened the previous night.
Moreover, Sawyer had initially warned Frey about the possibility of Nathaniel sending someone to hit her with a
car, and she had sworn that she believed in Nathaniel.
So, what had changed in just a few hours?
Sawyer's tone grew serious. "What's the matter? You don't need to treatto a meal if you're asking for a
favor."
Frey pursed her lips. "I can't explain it clearly over the phone. Let's meet for lunch. You can pick the place since
you're familiar with Pontenero."
Sawyer smiled and said, "Okay! | know a restaurant by the Silver Stream. The scenery is beautiful, and the
environment is quiet. I'll drive there to pick you up."
"There's no need, I'll drive myself..." Frey began but then remembered
that Mandy had taken the car to buy gifts for several senior executives in the company for her return home
tomorrow.
"Okay, don't be a stranger. I'll pick you up! I'll pick you up from the hotel in half an hour!"
Sawyer's voice was still cheerful, showing no signs of the humiliation he endured
from Nathaniel yesterday. This reassured Frey, and she agreed.
She packed her things, washed her face, and applied light makeup.
Her eyes were slightly dark blue from lack of sleep. She pressed ker fingers to her eyes, but the image of
Nathaniel and Luna kissing passionately in the car kept resurfacing.
Frey's heart ached for a moment.
She had invested too much effort in Nathaniel before; now, she just wanted to focus on herself and her family.
She really couldn't afford to waste any more energy on him. She didn't have any left to give.
Meanwhile, in his apartment, Nathaniel woke from his hangover and slowly sat up. His forehead felt like it was
exploding, with bursts of pain.
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