Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 181

“I think that’s all with regard to the weekend. I’ve been liaising with Mrs. Jones.”

“Great. Now, the Taiwanese delegation.” I check my watch. “They should be here by eleven.”

“Everything’s in place.” Andrea is exuding her usual efficiency. “They’re coming from the Fairmont

Olympic. In addition to the owners, Mr. and Miss Hwang, and their chief operating officer, Mr. Chen,

they’re bringing their interpreter; I’m sorry that I don’t have his or her name yet. Marco will meet them in

reception and escort them to the conference room.”

“Odd that they are bringing an interpreter. They all speak fluent English.”

Andrea shrugs. “Lunch is booked in your name, at the Four Seasons at one thirty p.m.”

“Thanks, Andrea, sounds like everything is in hand.”

“Will that be all?”

“For now.”

Once she’s gone, I turn to my iMac and check my e-mail. The title of Ana’s jumps out at me.

From: Anastasia Grey

Subject: The List

Date: September 9 2011 09:33

To: Christian Grey

That’s definitely at the top.

:D

A x

Anastasia Grey

Editor, SIP

I laugh out loud and shift in my seat as I remember the spreader bar and how exceptionally

accommodating my wife was last night. Then again, she has been every night since Leila intruded on

our lives. Thankfully, that drama is over—Leila is home and Flynn has reassured me that she’s happily

settled back into her life in Connecticut.

Ana is as insatiable as ever.

I am a lucky, lucky man.

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Tell Me Something New

Date: September 9 2011 09:42

To: Anastasia Grey

You’ve said that for the last three days.

Make your mind up.

Or…we could try something else.

;)

Christian Grey

CEO, Enjoying This Game, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.

Our only source of conflict has been Ana’s campaign to rehire Prescott, in spite of the fact that Ana

herself said she wasn’t certain about her. I’ve reassured Ana that I’ll give Prescott a good reference,

but that’s it, and for me the matter is closed. I return to the documents in front of me for a reread; I need

to be on my game.

That done, I check for any further e-mails from Ana, but there are none. I’m restless for the meeting to

start, but with forty-five minutes to go, I need to stretch my legs. Leaping up, I grab my phone and head

out of my office.

“Andrea, I’m just going to see Ros. I’ve got my phone.” I wave it in front of her, and notice it needs

charging.

Damn. “Can you charge this for me?”

“Yes, Mr. Grey.”

With a need to burn off some of my excess energy prior to the meeting, I vault down the stairs to Ros’s

office.

Ros has a ream of final questions for the Hwangs, and we’re discussing tactics when there’s a knock

on the door. It’s Andrea. “Mrs. Grey called you. She wanted to talk to you urgently. I thought you would

want to know.” She hands me my phone.

“Thank you.” Frowning, I step out of Ros’s office and dial Ana’s number.

“Christian,” Ana gasps, breathless and choked.

A frisson runs up my spine. “Christ, Ana. What’s wrong?”

“It’s Ray—he’s been in an accident.”

“Shit!”

“I’m on my way to Portland.”

“Portland? Please tell me Sawyer is with you.”

“Yes, he’s driving.”

“Where’s Ray?”

“At OHSU.”

Ros steps out of her office, distracting me. “Christian, they’ll be here shortly.” My eyes dart to the clock

on the wall. It’s 10:48.

“Yes, Ros, I know!” The meeting will take at least two hours. Hell. I was going to take them to lunch.

Ros and Marco can do it.

“Sorry, baby—I can be there in about three hours. I have business I need to finish here. I’ll fly down.”

Thank God Charlie Tango is back in operation. “I have a meeting with some guys over from Taiwan. I

can’t blow them off. It’s a deal we’ve been hammering out for months. I’ll leave as soon as I can.”

“Okay,” she whispers, her voice small and scared.

A fist tightens around my heart. This is not Ana’s usual demeanor. “Oh, baby,” I murmur, overwhelmed

with the need to drop everything and join her.

She needs me.

But I can’t. I have responsibilities here.

Sawyer is with her.

“I’ll be okay, Christian. Take your time. Don’t rush. I don’t want to worry about you, too. Fly safely.”

“I will.”

“Love you.”

“I love you, too, baby. I’ll be with you as soon as I can. Keep Luke close.”

“Yes, I will.”

“I’ll see you later.”

“Bye.” She hangs up.

“Everything okay?” Ros asks.

I shake my head. “No. Ana’s dad has had an accident.”

“Oh no…”

“He’s in OHSU hospital in Portland. She’s heading there now. I have to make a quick call.” I speed-dial

my mother, and by some miracle Grace answers her cell.

“Christian, darling. How lovely to hear from you.”

“Mom, Ana’s dad has been in an accident.”

“Oh no, poor Ray. Is he okay? Where is he?”

“OHSU.”

“Is it serious?”

“I don’t know. Ana’s on her way down there. Unfortunately, I have a meeting here that I need to take

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“I see. A friend from Yale works there. I’ll make some calls.”

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