She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Is It That You Trust Everyone Else But......

Everyone fell into a heavy silence.

They had merely followed the scripted deceit. Yet, inexplicably, Kristian had swallowed the tale whole.

"Mr. Shaw, actually..." one of them, grappling with a twinge of guilt, began, his voice trailing off as he considered revealing the truth-that Freya truly was swift on her feet.

Kristian's gaze swept over them, frosty and detached.

The man in the white T-shirt hastened to elaborate. "Ms. Briggs indeed outpaced us, but only because she'd asked us earlier to ease off, ensuring she wouldn't get caught."

"Yes, yes, that's precisely what happened."

"That's the whole story."

The rest quickly echoed their agreement, nodding along without hesitation.

The man in the white T-shirt cast a sharp, annoyed glance at his companion who had nearly let the truth slip.

Freya caught the exchange from the corner of her eye.

"Get lost," Kristian snapped, his anger no longer contained.

At his command, the group dissolved, scattering in all directions like leaves in the wind.

Freya wanted to keep someone back to ask questions, but it was too late.

Gerard, noticing everyone dispersing, swiftly started the car, maneuvered it close by, and then exited.

Before he could utter a word, he noticed Freya wrenching free from Kristian's hold, her usually serene face now clouded with fury.

Gerard began cautiously, "Mr. and Mrs. Shaw, perhaps we should discuss this matter at home."

"Call me Freya or Ms. Briggs," she insisted sharply.

Kristian's presence seemed to drop in temperature, a frosty aura enveloping him. Gerard hesitated, then revised his address. "Ms. Briggs, who were those people we just encountered? How did you come to be involved with them?"

The question visibly soured the expressions of both Freya and Kristian.

Without a word, Freya turned and strode off, clearly not intending to follow the same path as Kristian.

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"Stop!" Kristian's command cut through the air, laced with fury.

continued on,

Kristian reached out, grabbed her arm, and

then snapped at Gerard with icy

focusing intently on the road ahead, complied without

felt a surge of anger towards

about her

forward

later, they reached

his hands shaking, hesitantly opened

Freya, especially when she

from the car with a forceful

remarkable self-control, she might have flipped him over her

divorce wasn't finalized, she held back her true strength to prevent any unforeseen complications. Kristian violently slammed

onto the couch and towered over her, his voice laced with accusation. "What were you thinking? And how the hell did you know where I'd

the person who said I'm the mastermind,"

"Freya Briggs!" he bellowed.

no need to yell; I can hear you perfectly," Freya snapped

said yes to the divorce. So why drag Ashley into this mess

rose to her feet, her frame dwarfed by

met his gaze squarely. "Is it that you trust everyone else but

it—what do you think my answer is?" he snapped, tossing the blame right

voice dripping with disappointment. "Believe it

about the situation, his voice growing sharp. "If you dare harm Ashley again, I won't let

barely registering them. Watching her nonchalant demeanor, Kristian

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46 Is It That You Trust

after her

few days, you're staying here," he declared, his tone leaving no room for debate. "You're not stepping outside until

of his hand, he summoned over twenty

through. Casually scanning the room, she inquired, "Where will I be sleeping?" Kristian halted, his anger simmering beneath

and yet, she was concerned about her

you really think you can do as you please just because my family holds you

now steady and composed. "Your grandpa has always treated

into a brooding silence, labeling

for me," Freya instructed with a calm authority. "And

no answer, she insisted, "Did you

your errand

suggesting I should go out and

dreams!" Kristian snapped back

ended on a bitter

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