Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Could Ashley Be Responsible

The team leader stepped forward, retrieving a bank card from his wallet and offering it to Freya with an apologetic gesture.

Freya examined it briefly, recorded the card number, and returned it to him with a curt nod.

She dispatched the phone number to Frederick for investigation and forwarded the card details to her assistant for the financial transfer.

After completing these arrangements, she tucked her phone away. "The money will be transferred shortly. Once you've settled the penalty, forward me the other party's account information. And refrain from accepting such assignments in the future."

*Absolutely!*

"We promise."

"Thank you."

Everyone responded with exaggerated politeness, their expressions swimming with remorse.

"By the way," Freya added, her gaze hardening as she regarded the phone resting on the table, "where might I find the owner of this device?*

"We have no idea..." They shook their heads in unison. "That person merely instructed us to deliver the phone here, place it on the table, then render you unconscious upon arrival. No additional information was provided." "Got it" Freya's eyes darkened perceptibly. Noticing their lingering presence, she continued, "If you're concerned about payment, you're welcome to wait until the funds arrive."

She intended to remain for an additional half hour, intrigued by what the orchestrator of this trap might have planned

"That won't be necessary. We trust your word, Tim declared earnestly.

"I appreciate that," Freya responded simply.

The group of bodyguards departed shortly thereafter.

For her protection, Freya positioned a baseball bat within arm's reach

She secured the door, retrieved Trent's phone, and discovered it unlocked. Scrolling it, she found a message in their conversation, identical to the one she had received earlier.

Frederick called promptly, and Freya answered. He launched directly into his findings. "That numb established and lacks verification."

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felt a headache building behind her temples. Why had complications suddenly multiplied? First, she walked into an

could possibly

continued, concern threading through his voice, "I've noticed a pattern of targeted incidents

likely someone harboring feelings for Kristian. A genuine enemy would employ far

true opponents would attempt something

I've investigated thoroughly and found no suspicious individuals," Frederick

Freya said, unwilling to expend valuable energy on the matter. "We'll address it when necessary. After my divorce from Kristian is finalized, we can conduct a

"Exercise caution then."

"I know."

call, her assistant messaged her.

replied with

matters, Freya

gripped the baseball bat and retreated to the

the distinct sound of

the bedroom door with the bat poised, prepared

tall figure with elegant, slender

shoes created rhythmic taps against the floor with each calculated step, intensifying

the man approached the bedroom, placed his hand

crossed the threshold, Freya swung the bat with controlled force, carefully moderating her strength to avoid inflicting

The bat halted mid-trajectory.

emanating an aura of cold calculation, had caught it firmly. Recognizing his combat proficiency, Freya tightened her grip and launched a swift

speed, her foot connected. He released the bat and retreated several paces. The entire confrontation

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press her advantage when recognition dawned,

eyes widened as

unison, they questioned, "Why

minutes ago, someone knocked at my door, leaving behind a letter

visibly relaxing his defensive posture while

a young woman had

furrowed in

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