Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 193

“Yes. It can hold until Monday morning, but e-mail it just in case—I’ll print, sign, and scan it back to you.”

“Samir and Helena have an HR issue they want to discuss, and Marco needs two minutes.”

“They can wait. Go home, Andrea.”

I think I hear her smile on the end of the phone. “Is there anything else you need? I’m on my cell if you do.”

“No, we’re good, thank you.” I hang up.

“Everything okay?” Ana asks.

“Yes.”

“Is this your Taiwan thing?”

“Yes.”

“Am I too heavy?”

As if! “No, baby.”

She asks me if I’m worried about the Taiwan deal and I assure her I’m not.

“I thought it was important.”

“It is. The shipyard here depends on it. There are lots of jobs at stake. We just have to sell it to the unions. That’s Sam and Ros’s job. But the way the economy’s heading, none of us have a lot of choice.”

Ana yawns.

“Am I boring you, Mrs. Grey?” Amused, I kiss her hair once more.

“No! Never. I’m just very comfortable on your lap,” she murmurs. “I like hearing about your business.”

“You do?”

“Of course. I like hearing any bit of information you deign to share with me.” She smirks, and I know she’s teasing me.

“Always hungry for more information, Mrs.

“Tell me.” She rests her head against my chest again.

“Tell you what?”

“Why you do it.”

“Do what?”

“Work the way you do.”

I snort, amused, because it’s obvious, isn’t it?

“Christian, you earn more than a living,” she says, her eyes as

want to be poor. I’ve done that. I’m not going back there again.”

The hunger.

The insecurity.

The vulnerability.

…The fear.

Grey, lighten up. It’s her birthday.

“Besides, it’s a game. It’s about winning. A game I’ve always found very easy.”

“Unlike life,” she mutters, almost to herself.

“Yes, I suppose.” I’ve never thought of it that way. I smile at her. Perceptive, Mrs. Grey. “Though it’s easier with

She hugs me. “It can’t all be a game. You’re very philanthropic.”

I shrug. “About some things, maybe.” Ana, don’t lionize me. I

“I love philanthropic Christian,” she whispers.

“Just him?”

love megalomaniac Christian, too, and control-freak Christian, sexpertise Christian, kinky Christian, romantic Christian, shy Christian—the list is endless.”

“That’s a whole lot of Christians.”

“I’d say at least fifty.”

laugh. “Fifty Shades,” I whisper into her hair.

“My Fifty Shades.”

I sit back, tip her head up, and kiss her. “Well, Mrs. Shades, let’s see how your dad is

“Okay.”

Dr. Sluder has good news. The swelling in Ray’s brain has subsided, so she’s decided to wake him from his coma tomorrow morning.

a long way in a short period of

“Thank you, Doctor,”

I take Ana’s hand. “Let’s go get some lunch.”

“Can we go for a drive?” she asks as she starts the ignition.

“Sure. It’s your birthday—we can do anything you want.” For a moment I’m

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