Chapter 88 Nathaniel’s Search For Freya

“No one pursued me. Nathaniel didn’t manage to catch up. I struck his head with a root carving. He probably won’t be able to catch up for a while,” Freya said, catching her breath.

“What!” Peyton stared at Freya in disbelief. She had the audacity to hit Nathaniel?

Regaining her composure, she gave Freya a thumbs up. “Fay, you must be the first person in Saeville brave enough to hit Nathaniel on the head?”

They entered the front room, filled with everyday necessities and an old–fashioned TV playing a movie. Perhaps Peyton, anxious while waiting for Freya, had turned it on.

The previous owner had sold the building with all its furniture intact, which was convenient for Freya and

the others.

“Where’s my mother?”

Jones helped us get a

situation.

for Peyton to inform Dominic about her.

Jones summoned me to his office. He refused to let me take Aunt Linda, claiming it was too risky. 1 argued that her condition was stable, thanks to the imported medication she’d been taking. But Dr. Jones remained adamant. He was concerned that moving her could worsen her condition. He even offered to help us find a more affordable wellness center where we could

medication on the cabinet. “Surprisingly, Dr. Jones was sympathetic. He helped us get more medication and even arranged for a car to bring me here.

relief. “He’s a good man. You’re also aware of Nathaniel’s tactics. We need

into the cast room, where the sharp scent of disinfectant filled

long time following a car accident. Her muscles had started to atrophy, and she even developed partial ulcers. Freya and Peyton had to regularly clean her body with a disinfectant solution

of nurses to bring Linda here and had cleaned her before Freya’s

Freya’s mother. She had cared for Linda for three years, and

worry, Peyton reassured, adjusting the quilt

tightly. She whispered, “Mom, I’ll get you out of here as soon as

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Search For Freya

have a mother.”

up as she

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