Chapter 311

In the world of close-knit relationships, there's nothing more grounding.

Dusk fell as Ronan dropped Freya off at her apartment building. No sooner had Ronan's car disappeared into the evening than Freya entered.

She immediately felt the watchful eyes of a few old ladies lounging around, their gazes following her every move.

But when Freya got to her rental, she noticed her door was slightly open. Inside, a woman in her forties was digging through the closet Freya had neatly arranged. The middle-aged lady had her hands all over Freya's suitcase, prying it open. Upon seeing that, Freya's brows knitted in frustration. "What do you think you're doing?"

Unphased by Freya, the middle-aged woman didn't alter her confrontational stance. "I'm terminating our lease. You can't stay here anymore, starting now!"

Freya couldn't help but laugh in disbelief. "I've paid. On what grounds are you kicking me out?"

landlady's tone was sharp. "This is a respectable home. I can't have someone like you tainting it. What if future tenants get sick because

in, and you've entertained three different men. Who knows what kind of filth you'll bring into my house next?" The landlady's words were harsh and judgmental. Freya's

saying not true? Listen. You're moving out today,

to settle that first." Freya stepped into the chaos of her room. "These ake my items. And you evicting me without proper cause is a breach of

I care!" The landlady

Doors opened, and heads poked out

craned their

to see the commotion.

Kara lived upstairs. Seeing Freya about

the day,

undoubtedly delve into Freya's past, especially since Kieran had only recently brought Freya home from the police

in to defuse the situation, "Ma'am, Freya is my cousin. Could you give her a little more time to stay here

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