She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Don't You Think I Deserve An...

Greta scoffed, "You're dreaming."

"Impossible," Riley countered.

Trent leaned back in his chair. "You might as well take a nap while you're at it."

Skepticism radiated from the entire group.

In their collective judgment, no earthly problem would ever compel Freya to deploy her hacking abilities as a solution.

Even if such a situation arose, they believed she would immediately contact authorities and step aside for an official investigation.

Frustrated by their doubt, Jackson fired off another message, vividly detailing the scene he had just witnessed. Meanwhile, Freya's research triggered a cascade of windows across her computer screen, each filled with intricate lines of code.

The high-performance machine whirred loudly, cooling fans straining under the processing demands.

Gerard stood transfixed, his eyes wide as he stared at the incomprehensible data streaming across the screen. Admiration welled within him.

His suspicions had proven accurate! Freya was indeed an extraordinary hacker.

Gerard whispered, barely containing his excitement, "I told you she was a hacker, but you dismissed my theory." Kristian's dark eyes revealed nothing, yet his shock matched Gerard's.

The longer he observed, the more intense his gaze became. Despite sharing two years of marriage, he had never uncovered her technological prowess.

Suddenly, everything made sense. Whenever he'd enlisted a hacker to investigate certain matters, he got no satisfactory answer. Turned out Freya had meticulously erased her digital footprints.

A chilling thought struck him. What was her true motive for entering his life?

"Sir?" Gerard prompted when Kristian remained silent.

Kristian had already reached a conclusion internally. "Investigate everyone Freya has contacted over the past two years. I want transcripts of every conversation."

surprise. "What? Do you believe she has ulterior

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verbal response, but his expression revealed

ticked by, she commandeered

later, a progress bar materialized on screen, slowly climbing

from the keyboard. The laptop radiated it from

continued to

Gerard, hackers had

himself. "Ms. Briggs,

Freya answered, eyes still fixed on the screen. "Once the progress bar

eyes glimmered with excitement behind

remained enshrouded in cold

prepared to interrogate Freya, Gerard extracted a pen and small notepad from his suit pocket

stared at

you honor me with your autograph?" Gerard asked, undeterred by his boss's frigid glare. He stood resolutely before Freya and confessed, "I'm now

"Gerard!" Kristian snapped.

such a tone would have caused Gerard

and beautiful idol, he demonstrated remarkable

I'd be really grateful," he

Freya hesitated.

but Frederick and her other friends had always made such overtures in jest, never

offering the pen and notepad with a warm

gaze, Freya decided not to overthink the situation. "Sure," she

she signed her name, a signature entirely different from the one she had

signature appeared neat and delicate, while this one boldly proclaimed her identity with stylish flair-emanating confidence from

intensified his growing

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handwriting had deliberately shifted, making

think I deserve an explanation?" His voice cut through the room like ice, his

briefly at the progress bar-only thirty percent complete-before responding with measured

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