She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Fabricating A Reason To Delay The.....

Once the police had departed, Gerard made his way back to the villa.

As he approached, he found Kristian surrounded by a cold, almost suffocating aura. His presence was as sharp as a dagger's edge. "The police have taken them into custody," Gerard said, his voice careful yet resolute.

Kristian, his expression unreadable, gave a slight nod. "Set up a meeting with Ashley for tomorrow," he ordered. His eyes remained distant, as if watching something beyond the walls. "Also, dig deeper into the incident where Freya was attacked by that group in open areas. I want a full investigation."

"Understood," Gerard replied promptly, his mind already ticking off the next steps. Kristian's voice broke the silence again. "There's one more thing."

"Yes?"

"How's the investigation into the hotel incident with Freya and Trent coming along?" he inquired, his tone still flat but tinged with the weight of expectation.

"We've gathered some information," Gerard said, brow furrowed. "But it's a bit puzzling. We're waiting for the second round of findings to come through. I'll update you as soon as we have more details."

Kristian nodded briefly, his lips barely moving. "Alright."

With that matter settled, Gerard remembered something else he needed to bring up.

He reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a custom playing card, its edges neatly trimmed and its design subtle yet distinct. "This is from Mr. Yates. He asked me to pass it along to you."

Kristian gave it a fleeting glance before walking over to the sofa. His movements were as composed as ever, his demeanor cool and distant.

He placed the card on the table, his voice as even as the surface of a still lake. "Tell him to find Zander on set. I don't have time for his games."

"No, that's not it," Gerard clarified quickly.

Kristian raised an eyebrow, the silence stretching between them.

"Mr. Yates mentioned that this card was left at his place when Ms. Briggs last visited," Gerard continued, recounting every word without hesitation. "He wanted me to return it to you."

The words hung in the air like a delicate thread, and Kristian's curiosity stirred.

He took the card, a King of Diamonds, and turned it over in his hand. "She went to his house?"

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her distance from Felipe-so why visit his home? It

exceptionally thin, almost imperceptibly so, and it had a smoothness

asked, his voice laced with a quiet intensity. He fixed Gerard

gaze.

confused. Hadn't he just explained? Freya had

to give this to me?" Kristian pressed, his fingers running across the smooth surface of

carelessly left behind, Felipe would have sent

the fact that it was being returned in this manner

mention that if you want to know more about how Ms. Briggs left this card

gears

long. Grabbing his phone and car keys,

Shaw," Gerard

voice as cold as ever.

in the afternoon?" Gerard asked, his voice laced

eyebrow. "What's the

tonight," Kristian explained smoothly, already preparing his excuse. "The car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere, and my phone died. I was stuck until the early hours. Then Felipe came to take me away for a discussion. I

Gerard nodded, relieved. "Understood."

handle the logistics, Kristian walked out, his

sure.

cover his tracks, Gerard quickly sent a message to Freya, saying he was occupied,

would ensure that Freya would remain none the

fabricating a reason to delay the divorce, but here he was. After a long

like Kristian, was accustomed to

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as silent as the grave, not a soul

the doorbell relentlessly for nearly ten minutes, but received

the door code Felipe had once shared with him, Kristian entered it, the quiet click of the

later, he stepped inside

the door softly behind him and

piercing the

the line. "Kristian, are you out of

quiet room. With a frustrated grunt, Felipe tossed his phone to the floor and curled into his blankets, intending to sleep through the

casting a cold glow through the darkened house. His footsteps echoed sharply

thud of his leather shoes was the only sound in the otherwise

covers tighter, his

Oh no.