She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 408:

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.

Ashley picked up.

completely at a loss. Confusion and fear tangled in her voice. What worried her most was whether she’d been

her mind immediately alert. “He

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anxiety building like storm clouds gathering on the horizon. The fear of exposure gnawed

remained composed. “Did you record the

“I did.”

“Send it to me.”

“Okay.”

lead. To avoid any missteps or misplaced words during their conversations, Freya had insisted Ashley record everything using a

quickly provided an email

sent the video, but the knot in her stomach didn’t loosen. Just as she was about to speak again,