She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 161

Chapter 161

Chapter 161

161 He's Not As Cold As I Thought

Ashley didn't dare probe further. The moment she whispered a meek "yes", the man abruptly cut the video call, severing the connection like slicing a taut thread.

His gaze drifted toward the glowing computer screen, fingers idly toying with a ring as though it were a puzzle piece to a larger enigma. He sat still, ensnared in the labyrinth of his own thoughts.

After a pause that hung thick in the air, he turned toward the man seated nearby and posed a chilling question:

"Zane, tell me would Dorothy feel a deeper satisfaction in dismantling Kristian's company and ending his life,

or in helping him conquer Freya's heart, only for her to kill his beloved woman herself?"

Zane Castro, his right hand and a man of few wasted words, replied with a knowing smile, "The latter, without a doubt."

"Then have someone steer him toward her," the man said, his voice as unreadable as fog at midnight. His gaze carried the quiet danger of a blade concealed beneath silk. "Better still if she ends up bearing his child."

Zane gave a brief nod. "Understood."

The room fell silent as the man was left alone with his schemes.

Lighting a cigarette, he exhaled smoke like a silent vow, his mind orchestrating a slow, ruthless descent into suffering for Kristian. He wasn't crafting a plan; he was weaving a curse.

A mere death at the hands of a lover might sting, yes-but for a man ruled by his heart, such an end might taste too bittersweet.

No-he preferred layers to his revenge, pain painted in broader strokes.

He'd let Kristian win Freya's heart and let a child be born of their bond. Then- when joy seemed secure-he'd rip it all away, snatch Freya and the child, and wield them like weapons.

Now that would be a masterpiece of despair.

With this malicious tapestry in mind, a sense of ease washed over him.

He had time. And he relished the idea of a long, bitter war of attrition.

Meanwhile, Ashley remained unaware that his plans had shifted, and that a new game had quietly begun.

After the call ended, she used her regular phone to reach Freya.

It was late. Freya had just finished her nightly routine and was preparing to drift off when Ashley's call blinked

across the screen.

Guessing the topic, she picked up. "What is it?”

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Ashley said, completely at a loss.

voice.

her most was

mind alert. "He won't make a

forget about Kristian for the time being." Ashley repeated, anxiety building in

exposure gnawed at her

but she remained composed. "Did

"I did."

"Send it to me."

"Okay."

She had fully

or misplaced words during their conversations, Freya

quickly provided an

the video, but the knot in her stomach didn't

again, Freya asked, "Besides that, did he say

me to stay in Alerith and make sure I answer his calls

trust someone this much-enough to expose her most

hum, then said she'd get

was short-just

a shadow of doubt about the man's identity, hearing his voice dispelled it like

the

pointed at Ashley, so only

been exposed and urged

some rest.

had asked Ashley about Kristian pursuing her. If Freya's instincts

new strategy, all she could do was take each twist as it

thoughts crowding her mind, she finally fell into a

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As

she was

set the documents aside and asked, "What's

seem like someone who can be bought that

him for a

was too controlled, too perfectly

bribe you?"

a trace of amusement

was at

Freya was genuinely

year to be a mole

Melvin explained, as if recounting a dull weather

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