She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 He Was The Fool All Along

As Freya lost herself in thought, her phone suddenly rang, pulling her back to reality. It was Trent.

His voice, much steadier than it had been before, broke through the quiet as he asked, “Did you see him?”

“Nope.” Freya’s response was blunt as she continued, “The person manipulating Ashley is him. I’ve confirmed. it with her. It’s really him.”

Trent fell silent for a beat, the weight of her words settling in.

After a long pause, he asked, “They haven’t returned yet?”

Freya knew exactly who he meant.

“No rush. That man’s target is Kristian. He’s using my past connection with him as leverage.” Freya had been clearing her mind of distractions, trying to make sense of everything. “This time, we have the advantage in the dark, while he’s exposed.”

She still vividly recalled what had happened last time. She remembered how close she had come to losing her life.

Trent, sitting in front of his laptop, adjusted his glasses and asked the question that had never occurred to Freya. “Why would he target Kristian?”

The moment the words left his mouth, Freya froze. Her mind spun, racing to connect the dots.

But try as she might, she couldn’t find a single link between Kristian and that man.

“I’ll look into it,” she said, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration.

“Alright,” Trent replied, his voice steady. “But before you make any moves or interact with him, let me know. I’ll back you up.”

Freya murmured her agreement and ended the call.

She stared at the photo on her phone, a familiar wave of relief washing over her. Thank goodness they’d disguised their faces back then. It meant the man couldn’t recognize them.

If not for that, things could have gone south in an instant.

Just as she hung up, a knock sounded at her car window. She turned, and there stood Ashley, looking as

uncertain as ever.

Freya rolled the window down.

Their eyes met in silence.

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Ashley hesitated, her expression torn. “Are you really planning to have me tell him like that?”

“Yes.”

“For real?”

“For real.”

Ashley studied Freya’s resolute face for a moment before letting the question go.

Without another word, she offered Freya a few final insights–how to communicate with the man, how to keep him calm, and other helpful tips she’d gathered.

“Oh, one more thing,” Ashley said, pausing mid–step as if remembering something vital. “He’s suspicious by nature. If he doesn’t have leverage on you, he won’t truly use you.”

Freya nodded, understanding the weight of Ashley’s warning.

Considering the man’s abilities, now that she was back in Alerith, it was only a matter of time before he started digging into her past. When that moment came, he would likely leverage her family to exert pressure, or perhaps exploit some other weakness she hadn’t anticipated.

Freya started the engine and drove off, her mind already working on how to handle what was coming.

Meanwhile, Kristian, after hanging up on Freya, sat waiting for her call to come through again. He believed she’d explain everything.

But as time dragged on, the phone remained silent.

Gerard, standing nervously in the office, let his imagination run wild.

Ashley wanted to kill Kristian? Had her love for him turned into hate?

“Mr. Shaw,” Gerard ventured cautiously, his heart racing, “what did you talk with Ms. Briggs about earlier? Do you need me to strengthen your security? Should I bring in the bodyguards?”

Kristian waved him off. “That’s unnecessary.”

Gerard dared not ask any more questions.

If Kristian wasn’t answering, then there was nothing more to be said.

“Keep an eye on the office. I’m heading out.” Kristian’s thoughts still felt scrambled. Something about the situation didn’t add up. Why would Freya discuss those things with Ashley? And why had Ashley shown up in Alerith?

Suddenly, he stopped mid–step, his thoughts coming to a halt.

Gerard, torn between curiosity and fear, asked hesitantly, “Anything else you’d like me to handle, sir?”

“Invite Ashley to my office,” Kristian ordered, his voice cold as he remembered their previous encounter. “Tell her I need to speak with her.”

He still didn’t understand why Ashley had kidnapped Freya. He needed answers, and he wouldn’t rest until he

got them.

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Gerard nodded quickly. “Understood.”

Kristian didn’t linger. Grabbing his phone and car keys, he headed for the elevator. But as he reached the entrance to the office, he unexpectedly ran into Ashley.

Her posture told him everything–she had been waiting for him.

“Kristian,” she called out to him.

Kristian turned, his brows furrowing as he took in her presence.

She wasn’t the same as before. Her gaze lacked the longing he had seen so many times. Instead, it was cool, distant. “I’d like to discuss something with you. Are you available?”

Kristian didn’t answer, simply gesturing for someone to escort her upstairs.

He hadn’t forgotten Freya’s call–Ashley wanted him dead.

At the same time, Freya had arrived at the office of Anita International.

After reviewing and signing all the documents Melvin had given her, she opened her laptop and began her search.

But no matter how thoroughly she looked, she couldn’t find any connection between Kristian and that man. Just as she was about to call Kristian to probe further, a sudden thought stopped her. She remembered her conversation with Ashley. To be safe, she decided to remind Ashley not to say anything to Kristian.

Unfortunately, when she called Ashley, the response she received was far from reassuring. Ashley’s voice was layered with complexity. “He… already knows.”

Freya was left speechless.

Before she could hang up, Kristian’s voice came through, unmistakable and demanding. “Someone’s trying to steal Shaw Group’s trade secrets and kill me. Am I not allowed to know?”

“You already know, don’t you?” Freya said quickly, regaining her composure.

Kristian fell silent, unable to find the words. Her response had left him momentarily stunned.

“Send me the address. Let’s talk later,” Kristian finally said, after a long pause.

Freya hesitated, then sent him the address.

She hadn’t wanted him to find out–didn’t want to deal with his temper. He’d argued with her endlessly over past matters, and if he knew she would go undercover, he’d be pissed off.

But now that he knew, there was no going back.

Once Kristian had the address, a strange calm settled over him. He set his phone aside and resumed his conversation with Ashley.