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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completely at a loss.

voice.

was whether she'd been

frowned, her mind alert. "He won't

time being." Ashley repeated, anxiety building in her

exposure gnawed at

remained composed. "Did you record the

"I did."

"Send it to me."

"Okay."

without resistance. She had fully surrendered herself to

their conversations, Freya had insisted Ashley record everything using a

quickly provided

video, but the

speak again, Freya asked,

me to stay in Alerith and make sure I answer his calls without

she'd come to trust someone this

her with a soft hum, then said she'd get back to her after reviewing the video and ended.

was short-just a

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

voice, the cadence-it

been pointed at Ashley, so only the man's voice

later, Freya reassured Ashley that she hadn't been exposed and urged her to remain calm and

some rest.

Kristian pursuing her. If Freya's

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

her mind, she finally

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if nothing had changed. At Anita International, she was

the documents aside and asked,

I really seem like someone who can be bought that easily?" Melvin asked,

for a

too controlled,

to bribe you?" she

replied plainly, not a trace of amusement in his tone. "And

was

was

me a million a year to be a mole beside you.

explained, as if recounting a dull weather

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