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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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a computer, she was just a regular person With that thought in mind, Brendan discreetly sent

on Brendan's end had become relatively calmer,

Greta and her friends immediately set off Trent and

had started contacting

an unlisted number. It was clearly a virtual

that she was

sea breeze was sharp at this hour, and with only a thin shirt on, Kristian shivered but

other line picked up, he asked, "Have you pinpointed Freya's

the quick reply. "She's on Brendan's ship. Based on their current trajectory, there are three possible destinations-Butterfly Island,

ends up being, I just want her safe," Kristian

the other end of

felt a small wave of relief settle over

his every move, so the moment he ended that call,

and ordered her to check

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Natasha was playing games.

phone she created encryption for," Natasha stated firmly. Based

owner is likely someone who utilized her top -tier

Brendan was stunned.

Meanwhile, Freya remained pensive.

had once sold a highly secure phone system to five individuals. Could Kristian be connected

you certain the person he contacted isn't K?" Brendan pressed. "Positive,” Natasha replied

that system to. Find out who they are," Brendan ordered at once. "When you've

Natasha was speechless.

a brow. "Why aren't

dig up anything about my mentor,"

can trace her transactions."

regarded her silently, swirling the wine in

he seemed to accept

it. Once we get to Sweet Island,

or not

anything."

then, his attention would be focused on

she wouldn't be able to

set down his glass. "Come with me for

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