She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 693:

Without knowing why, Lawrence followed him. He was well aware that Jacob didn’t like him, but he couldn’t seem to hold himself back.

“If, as Hugh Briggs’s daughter, she doesn’t cut it, then how about K?” Jacob threw the line out with casual ease as he neared the base’s entrance, glancing over his shoulder.

Lawrence froze mid-step.

A sharp unease tightened in his chest. He asked, carefully, “You mean Freya is K?”

Jacob didn’t answer, but the look in his eyes gave him away. Lawrence’s thoughts spun out of control.

Was this some kind of absurd joke?

“K is practically elusive—how could Freya possibly be her?” Lawrence felt his entire sense of reality shift. “Isn’t K supposed to be a total shut-in? Always holed up indoors, glued to a screen?”

With that kind of money behind her, why on earth would Freya ever need to hack anything?

of wealth would’ve spent her childhood drowning in etiquette classes and piano lessons—how would

serious?” Lawrence asked again, wanting to be

with a response. He walked away with long, determined strides, making it clear he had no interest in conversation. Lawrence rushed after him. He couldn’t let Jacob disappear before

driver’s seat and reached to close the door, Lawrence swung open the passenger side and slipped

a look that

bones but shamelessly stayed where he was. “Just a couple of

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was Freya who took you to the hospital?” Lawrence had meant to ask something else—something more direct about Freya’s identity—but that’s what

Jacob said nothing.

of Lawrence’s swirling

Everything became painfully clear.

had misunderstood. Jacob was

you find out Freya’s K?”

your