Chapter 1588

Chapter 1588 He Is The Eldest Child At the end of their conversation, Shawn walked her out the door. “I had a great time talking to you today.

It's a pity we didn't have drinks together. When will you be free to have a meal with me, Ms. Queen?”

Frieda hesitated for a moment. Even so, ideas came to her mind when she recalled their pleasant conversation earlier. Shawn was attractive and had power comparable with the Farwell family.

Frieda had wanted to let Aubree marry Lucian so she could bask in Aubree's glory.

Now that she had a perfectly good opportunity presented to her, there was no reason for her not to climb up the social ladder.

With that thought in mind, she agreed and arranged a time with him.

As Shawn watched her leave, his expression darkened gradually.

The Queen family has a close relationship with the Farwell family. Frieda is definitely someone I can use.

Based on my observation, Aubree must have some dirt on her. If I fail to restrain her with affection, I'll ask Aubree for Frieda's dirt. I'm going to have complete control over Frieda no matter what.

On her way home, Frieda kept thinking of the way Shawn treated her.

He's incredible for being able to send Aubree out of the country without the Farwell family or the police finding out about it. If I can actually win his heart... Aubree will become an insignificant insect I can get rid of easily.

The more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt. There was even a subtle smugness on her face when she stepped into the Queen residence.

“Where have you been?”

Recently, Jonathan had been closely monitoring her whereabouts. When he found out she had left the company in the afternoon, he had been waiting in the living room ever since he came home.

That was why he threw her that question as soon as she came back.

Upon hearing his voice, Frieda looked up and flashed him a casual smile. “Nowhere. I just wanted to take a stroll. I finally got the chance to go out after being locked up at home for the past few days.”

Jonathan's scrutinizing gaze was filled with suspicion.

Frieda said in a childlike voice, “Don't be so paranoid, Jonathan. Aubree's gone. I can't find her even if I want to. I really went out to get some fresh air.”

Only then did Jonathan force himself to believe her. Still, he reminded her, “Don't do anything stupid again. Be good and stay at home. Grandpa and I won't let you suffer.”

Frieda nodded obediently, and he said nothing else.

The more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt. There was even a subtle smugness on her face when she stepped into the Queen residence.

“By the way, I think I saw Lucian this afternoon. What did he want with you?” asked Frieda.