She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 414:

No one could ever be certain if the road they took was the right one, or just the one that hurt less.

Freya had no way of knowing whether Anita held any resentment toward Winslow in the end. But when Anita left this world, she did so with a quiet peace—no bitterness, no regrets in her heart.

Winslow exhaled deeply, his sigh echoing a release of two years’ worth of pent-up emotions, accumulated over the course of their conversation.

Looking to shift the atmosphere, he steered the conversation toward a lighter topic. “The other grandpa of yours might be planning to arrange a marriage for you soon,” he said, a note of caution in his voice. “If you need any help navigating that, don’t hesitate to call me.”

“Alright,” Freya responded calmly.

She wasn’t particularly concerned about the matter.

Her paternal grandfather had no secrets or leverage against her, and the Briggs Group wasn’t in a position where a business marriage would provide any substantial benefit.

in her resolve: no one could force her into an arranged

out, seeking

she replied,

Just be true to yourself,” Winslow declared, his voice laden with sincerity. He had failed Anita once and was resolute in his determination

turn him down. “Alright,”

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night, she ended up staying at Winslow’s

her, Alan and Kristian were getting drunk elsewhere—so drunk, in fact, that they somehow became fast friends over

Toby sat rigidly, their

eyes kept shifting toward the two men sprawled on the couch—now sitting shoulder to shoulder, arms slung around each other like old drinking buddies. Both of their hearts

wrong. And as her cousin, I’m seriously not okay with that.” He paused, squinting at Kristian with an unsteady finger pointed at his face. “But… you’re good-looking,

room fell into awkward

his voice thick and his gaze bleary. He’d initially planned to

quicker than expected; Alan had succumbed