She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 407:

That evening, Freya met with Ashley once more, who had finally reported back to the man behind her. The man, seeing Ashley on the video call, was taken aback by her newfound boldness. He had always viewed her as the docile pawn, but now she was showing a defiance he hadn’t expected.

“Failed?” the man asked, his image flickering on the screen, his body the only part visible as he sat in the shadows. “You know exactly what I told you.”

“After the last incident, Kristian no longer trusts me,” Ashley admitted, her voice trembling. “I’ve really tried my best.”

The man sat motionless, casually spinning his ring between his fingers. Ashley couldn’t see his face, nor could she decipher the emotion behind his silence. All she could hear was the relentless ticking of the clock on his end, each second stretching out and tightening the knot of panic and fear growing heavier in her chest.

“It seems I’ll have to spread your secrets to your neighbors and your brother’s school,” the man finally said, his voice deliberate, his long, slender fingers moving with a calculated grace, as if each one was sculpted to perfection. Ashley’s eyes widened in fear.

The man’s tone was measured as he spoke again, “Your brother is taking the SATs next year, right?”

way!” Ashley responded quickly, following the plan Freya had laid out for her. If not for her steely resolve, she

was unnerving as he waited for her response. Ashley, with sweaty palms,

mention of Freya’s name, the man reacted. A light

toward her,” Ashley continued, her throat tightening as she swallowed hard, the fear evident in her voice. “Freya can definitely kill him. It’s

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front of Ashley was a script Freya had carefully prepared, anticipating the man’s questions and providing Ashley with the exact words to

his voice low, commanding

force her into this,” Ashley confessed, not glancing at the script in front of her. “But I can assure you, if she

hidden from her view, darkened with an unreadable intensity. He stared at her through the screen, his thoughts shifting to Kristian. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and measured. “You just said Kristian is trying to win

by the question but

about Kristian for now,” the man said slowly,