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Chapter 262 Can I Take Freya With Me

Freya found herself utterly tongue-tied. She instinctively dismissed Natasha's words without giving them a second thought.

After glancing at Natasha-still hunched over the laptop, diligently trying to crack the virus-Freya stepped away to dry her clothes.

The outfit Natasha had handed her resembled a pair of soft, loose pajamas. While it was decent enough to wear indoors, it certainly wasn't ideal for combat or any sort of rigorous activity.

Thankfully, Freya's own clothes dried quickly, and she slipped back into them while Natasha remained absorbed in her work. Everything else had been neatly restored to its original place.

When Natasha finally finished, she looked up and noticed Freya had already changed. "Freya, don't you like the clothes I gave you?"

"They're not suitable for going out."

"You could just stay here and sleep in this room. I'll speak to Brendan."

"He won't agree,"

"Then I've got other clothes. You can pick whatever you like."

"No, thanks," Freya declined calmly. "I'm heading out now. Thank you."

Seeing Freya act so distant made Natasha feel a pang of discomfort. She couldn't shake the feeling that Freya's coldness stemmed from viewing her as some sort

of creep.

Luckily, the virus had been dealt with, so Natasha simply followed along.

Brendan, noticing the two women had taken longer than expected, furrowed his brows slightly. "What took you so long?".

"It was my fault," Natasha confessed. "My mentor planted a virus in my laptop and just now tracked my location. She probably knows exactly where we are."

"K?"

"Yes."

Brendan instinctively turned his gaze toward Freya.

Right after Natasha had stepped away from the laptop, it had come under attack. Could that really be a

coincidence?

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person Kristian called is either my mentor or someone's phone she created encryption for," Natasha stated firmly.

phone owner is likely someone who utilized

Brendan was stunned.

Meanwhile, Freya remained pensive.

highly secure phone system to five individuals. Could Kristian be

he contacted isn't K?" Brendan pressed. "Positive,” Natasha replied without hesitation. "If it were my mentor, she'd likely communicate

system to. Find out who they are," Brendan ordered

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a brow. "Why

about my mentor," Natasha

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