Chapter 255

Chapter 255 How Can You Be So Sure My Mentor W...

Freya was naturally composed, so she neither screamed nor flinched. "I want to

know why."

"You're that curious?" Brendan arch

a brow, mildly amused.

"Yes," Freya said without hesitation.

"Then come here. Give me a kiss-or find

d some other way to entertain me," he murmured. His smile was nothing short of enchanting, but there was an unmistakable edge to it. "Maybe then I'll feel generous enough to

tell you."

"Is it money you're after?" Freya dismissed his nonsense with a cool voice.

Brendan didn't harbor genuine affection for women. This current flirtatious persona-just one of his most practiced masks.

"Who doesn't want money?" Brendan casually set his wine glass aside, his legs still crossed in effortless elegance. "But right now, it's the least of my priorities. Compared to that, I'd much rather have..."

He purposely trailed off.

Freya's brow twitched faintly. "What?"

"You." His grin was so dangerously captivating, it seemed to draw the whole world into silence.

Freya said nothing. She didn't press him further.

She already knew what he was after; the questioning was simply a performance, a layer of civility to avoid

arousing suspicion.

Brendan was every bit as wary as Ellis-if not worse.

Seeing her indifferent expression, Brendan asked, "You don't believe me?"

"If you had any real feelings for me," Freya replied evenly, "you should have gone

to Alerith to confess, rather than abducting me here just to flaunt your indulgence."

Brendan rose with unhurried grace, his eyes brimming with amusement and interest as they settled on her.

Freya held his gaze, utterly unshaken.

"No wonder Kristian still hasn't gotten over you after the divorce." He inched closer, his scent fresh and alluring. “With a temperament like yours, even I'm starting to feel tempted."

"Is that so?"

You Be

"Absolutely."

you untied my hands yet?" Her tone remained steady,

a wickedly attractive smirk. "If I untie you, what if you make a run for

me up again," Freya

really are something else." Brendan picked up the wine glass beside him, gave

about this? Drink it, and I'll

glance at the glass, but

held even a grain of truth, then pigs might as well sprout wings and

have to get some rest, Ms. Briggs." Brendan's gentlemanly

one of the men escorted Freya

wrinkled her nose at the sight-chains, dried

a number of snakes.

chest.

through her chest. Suddenly, fragments of old memories came rushing back.

that instant, it felt as though she could see

receiving only

inhaled deeply and shut her

Ashley out of this

for, Ms. Briggs?"

into that disarming arc. "Not

call

Ashley stayed here quite a

hadn't expected his cruelty to

didn't waver. "Don't worry. The snakes have had their fangs removed.

rooted to

Brendan didn't linger.

he turned and left with the man, the basement door swinging

sound echoed, heavy and

written with alarm. "Why did you lock Freya in the

lifted her chin with cold amusement.

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supposed to be

Brendan, any concern

could send you

it sent a shiver

Yes.

answer screamed

she couldn't say

her-don't give anything

necessary,"

a clean glass, poured some

some rest. There's more work waiting for

glass with icy fingers and obediently took a

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