She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 632:

According to Ashley, the man’s first plan was to destroy the Shaw Group, make Kristian’s empire crumble from the inside out.

And when that failed, he went straight for the jugular—Kristian’s life. What kind of hatred ran that deep?

“Only Kristian would know,” Riley murmured, resting her chin in her hand, her expression thoughtful and uncertain.

Freya was just about to remind them that their own lives took precedence—that rashness wouldn’t serve them—when a knock came at the door.

Then another. And another. Someone was knocking repeatedly now.

Freya and everyone on the video call froze, silent as stone.

Just as she opened her mouth to ask who it was, a voice rang out from the other side.

The group stiffened. Oh no! It was their captain.

Panic surged. No one knew what to do.

Freya acted fast—cut the video call, switched off the iPad, and swept the documents out of sight before rising to open the door.

When she saw Ellis standing there, her heart jumped. “Captain? I thought you left?”

She’d only called Frederick and Trent over after watching him walk out the door. So why was he back now?

“I forgot something,” Ellis said simply, his gaze sweeping across her face and then shifting past her shoulder.

Freya quietly stepped out and shut the door behind her.

She looked him square in the eye. “Is there something you need from me?”

“What were you discussing with Frederick and Trent?” Ellis asked without skipping a beat, catching her completely off guard.

gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.k𝗈𝗺 – 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝒶𝓽 𝖠𝖳

“What?”

“Trent’s car is in the lot.”

Freya silently cursed herself for the oversight.

She thought about bluffing, but Ellis wasn’t the type to fall for a smooth lie. No matter how airtight it sounded, he’d see right through it.

“Nothing serious,” she replied coolly, keeping her composure intact.

Ellis, with one hand stuffed in his pocket, didn’t look like his usual laid-back self anymore. The easygoing air was gone. What remained was the sharp-edged authority of the man he used to be.

His stare locked onto her. “Nothing serious? And yet Cade and the others are here too?” Freya’s chest tightened.

He’d heard that as well?

“Captain…”

“Captain.”

Frederick and Trent stepped out then, standing still.

Ellis walked inside, his eyes scanning the room like a hawk. He zeroed in on one spot, strode over, and pulled out a stack of documents. Freya, Trent, and Frederick shut their eyes for a moment, all thinking the same thing. They were doomed.

They didn’t need to say it out loud. In such a tight space, with so few hiding spots, they’d have chosen the same place.

The best hiding spot—it was one of the hard lessons they’d learned in training.

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