Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 30

Date: July 6 2011 14:32

To: Anastasia Steele

I’m fine.

Busy.

Christian Grey

CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.

I press send and hope my response will alleviate her worries. Andrea eyes me warily when I exit the elevator into the outer office.

“Yes?” I snap.

“It’s nothing, Mr. Grey. I just wanted to know if you wanted any coffee?”

“Where’s Sarah?”

“She’s photocopying the reports you requested.”

“Good. And no thanks to coffee,” I add in a softer tone. Why am I being an asshole to my staff? “Get me Welch on the line.”

She nods and picks up the phone.

“Thanks,” I mumble, and head into my office. I slouch into my chair and stare despondently out of the window. The day is bright, unlike my mood.

My phone buzzes. “Grey.”

“I have Anastasia Steele on

Shit. Is she okay?

“Put her through.”

“Hi.” Her voice wavers, soft and breathy. She sounds uncertain and sad, and a chill grips my

“What is

“I’m fine. It’s you I’m worried about.”

My relief turns to irritation. My

“Let’s talk when you get home.”

“Okay,” I reply, knowing that I’m being abrupt.

She doesn’t respond, but I hear her breathing on the other end of the line. She sounds, unsettled, and the chill I felt a moment earlier is replaced by a familiar homesickness.

want to say? Silence stretches between us,

“Christian,” she says eventually.

“Anastasia, I have things to do. I have to go.”

“Tonight,” she whispers.

“Tonight.” I hang

It’s not too much to ask, Anastasia.

“Home?” Taylor asks as he takes the wheel of the Audi.

“Sure,” I murmur, distracted. Part of me doesn’t want to go home. I still don’t have a coherent argument to persuade Ana to change her mind. And I have work to do this evening. A reading project—two weighty reports from the Environmental Sciences Department at WSU—results from the test sites in Africa and Professor Gravett’s paper on the microbe responsible for nitrogen fixation in soils. Apparently, microbes are essential to soil regeneration and regeneration holds the key

at dinner. Maybe I can sway her

Hell. That didn’t go to plan.

for much, for fuck’s sake. It’s the only thing that I

On the sidewalk a young man in shades and loud, flowery shorts is arguing with a

That will be Ana and me tonight. I know it. And the thought depresses me even more.

I’ll just have to tell her what it means to me.

Yes. She’ll see.

in a dramatic gesture raises her arms and storms off, leaving the man

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