Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Freya's Still In

There

"Quick Hurry and inform our leader!" one of the men shouted urgently.

"Starting today, you'll live in hell!"

After hurling the biting remark, the group hastily departed, obviously eager to rally more support and tend to their wounds.

The crowd, witnessing the confrontation, gradually scattered to resume their own affairs. Only a handful of young women, who had previously taken a stand, remained, their gazes fixed on Freya with evident concern. "Are you alright, miss?"

"It's always wiser to visit places like this with some company."

"That's right."

They surrounded Freya with their soothing presence.

(Freya offered them a reassuring smile, her warmth visibly calming their worries. "I'm fine, really. Thanks for

Pour concern."

"Please, think nothing of it." The young women smiled with warmth, their compassion unmistakable. "If you're up for it, why not join us? We're planning to hang out a little longer before heading out."

"Thank you," Freya responded, her eyes softening with appreciation. "But I think I'll head back home now."

The young women didn't press further, respecting her decision.

As Freya made her way out, they couldn't resist calling after her, treating her like some innocent little girl. "Wait a moment, miss."

Freya paused, looking back. "Yes? What is it?"

"Just remember, if you ever find yourself in a situation like this again, never agree to go with anyone."

Those people didn't seem trustworthy at all. If you had gone with them, it could have turned out terribly." "Never accept a drink that's been out of your sight in a nightclub."

Absorbing their earnest guidance, Freya gazed at them, her eyes softening, as though she viewed them not just as peers but as cherished younger sisters. “I understand," she murmured, her voice laced with genuine appreciation "Thank you"

"You're welcome," they responded, their faces lighting up with gentle, reassuring smiles.

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Chapter 89 Freya's Still In There

With a lingering look, Freya exited the nightclub into the cool evening air.

Her eyes flickered to the large clock mounted above the entrance-it was already eight in the evening.

a daunting two-hour drive from her quiet suburban home. The very idea of the journey ignited a

with

something felt off, there was always a catch-an old saying she'd

her interactions with Trent were justified. No wonder

subway. It was not only cheaper but would slash her journey time by half. Resolved, she descended into

station near her

out, her attention was abruptly captured by

barreled past, heading toward her neighborhood, while

one bystander murmured, anxiety threading their tone. "I wonder

scares the hell out of

just erupt out

"Who knows?"

steps

fears were confirmed.

appeared to be

she broke into a frantic

items-her laptop, her phone;

Kristian teetering on the edge, the disappearance of their marriage certificate might spark accusations of deceit from him, undoubtedly leading to yet

at the base of the apartment building, a fire truck had already made its entrance, navigating through the residential area. Authorities had erected barriers to hold back the gathering crowd of

his car, a look of concern etched across his face, while Gerard,

boss and

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another word, Kristian pushed the door

alcohol clung to him, making his head feel a bit light and unsteady. Without the alcohol clouding his judgment, he wouldn't

upstairs? One of the doors

one came to the door, maybe there's

they should definitely know

the onlookers swirled around him, Kristian pulled out his phone with a sense of urgency, thumbing through his contacts to call Freya.

mail.

Shaw," Gerard ventured cautiously,

word, Kristian snatched Gerard's phone from his

more, his brow

wa disagreements

resentment

still harboring resentment

he used, the result was the same. After numerous

a sudden wave of panic washing over

by concern, he called Trent, pressing him to get in touch with Freya. However, the outcome

call, but there

Gerard attempted to console him, his voice calm. "Perhaps

"No, she's inside."

was rough, strained as he stared at the house now

spoken to Trent, Trent had managed to check the location of Freya's phone; it was still connected to the Wi-Fi at her

dreadful realization dawned on him almost

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