She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 15

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Freya and Kristian's gazes locked, crackling with a palpable tension that seemed to thicken the very air between

them.

Disdain was etched deeply on their features, a silent testament to the rift that had grown between them.

Without a word, Freya turned, her every step radiating a frosty determination as she ascended the stairs.

"Stop!" Kristian's voice rang out, halting yet resonant, as he called after her retreating figure.

Without acknowledging him, Freya pressed on, her steps never faltering.

With determined strides, Kristian intercepted her at the bottom of the staircase, planting himself firmly in her path. He towered over her, his face a mask of the usual detached indifference. "Can we talk?" he asked, his

voice low and steady.

"Fine," Freya conceded curtly, her tone laced with reluctance.

They moved towards the living room, where Kristian casually flicked the remote control aside.

Freya's eyes followed the motion briefly but she said nothing, instead gracefully reaching for her cup to pour herself some water. The liquid cascaded with a gentle tinkle, breaking the silence. After a slow, measured sip, she settled onto the sofa, cup cradled in her hands. "Fine, get to the point. What do you want to talk about?"

Kristian's gaze was unyielding, piercing as he queried, "What's your relationship with Trent Seymour?"

Her response came quick and frank. "Friends."

"And when did this friendship begin?" Kristian pressed on, his tone probing. Unperturbed, Freya responded, "We've known each other since we were kids."

A chill seemed to pass through Kristian's eyes then, turning them frostier as he countered skeptically, "Trent's family background has always had him in elite circles since he was young. How could you have possibly known

him back then?"

Freya remained silent, the weight of her secret identity forming an invisible barrier between her and Kristian.

He studied her closely, his voice laced with a stern warning. "Don't even think about getting too close to him," he warned. "He's not as innocent as he looks."

"I'm merely friends with him," Freya asserted firmly, her voice steady and clear. “I have no intention pursuing anything beyond that. Don't project your assumptions onto me. Showing basic respect is fundamentai in human interactions."

Kristian's expression grew more intense, his eyes narrowing slightly.

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With the conversation taking a turn, Freya seized the opportunity to turn the tables. "Speaking of which, when exactly did you meet Ashley Bradley?" she questioned, her tone equally inquisitive.

troubled silence, his

a hint of irony, Freya went on, "She's not as innocent as she looks. Don't

a flash of frustration

plush cushions

snapped bitterly, his frustration evident. "It's unfair and wrong to

severe and filled with a final warning. "I'll say this one last time-if you want a

phone from the table and walked

love-struck fool! He was always babbling about Ashley-Ashley this, Ashley that. If

Kristian watched the door shut behind Freya, a storm of frustration brewing in his chest. He stood there, rooted, as a myriad

in this space, especially in

balm to her frayed nerves. With a deep, steadying breath, she picked up her phone again and dialed with practiced ease. "Hello, is this Spotless Housekeeping? I need a cleaning

call, she quickly texted the address and code for her luxury duplex

purchased it with the idea of having a place to unwind

place had been renovated, but she'd never spent a single night

divorce the next day, she intended to settle there, avoiding the

into Kristian.

to Kristian, Freya was orchestrating her escape. Meanwhile, he found himself unwittingly drawn into

hit him-he didn't know a damn thing about

name.

inquiries, Gerard found himself with little more than what was already listed on

edge as he picked up

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tinged with

immediate and direct. "Did you uncover

sparse notes before him as he swallowed hard.

a pause on the other end of the line as Kristian processed this.

read with a hesitant voice, "Freya Briggs, female." His heart raced as

Kristian's reaction.

only by Kristian's deepening frown.

demanded.

palpable as he pushed his glasses up his nose for what felt like the hundredth time.

his study, Kristian stood abruptly, his gaze fixed on the glowing screen displaying another file

Trent's.

was sharp with frustration. "That's

on this, and

explained,

before adding, "If I may, why

intensely?"

impatience as he insisted, "Investigate more

responded with a hint of defensiveness, "I already did. This is the result

a thorough investigation."

you were