She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 635:

Her instincts screamed to grab it and strike back—but she crushed that impulse.

After all, she was just an ordinary girl now.

The blow landed on the back of her head.

Her brows twitched in pain, but she slumped forward, playing unconscious as she hit the floor.

It hurt like hell, but she didn’t cry out. She didn’t flinch.

Deep down, she swore she’d repay them for that hit.

“Is she out?”

“Yeah, she’s out.”

Two male voices drifted through the room.

There was the sound of rustling, then her body was dragged. Her arms and legs were tied, and tape was slapped across her mouth.

“She’s already out cold. Why tie her up?” Ashley’s voice rang out suddenly. “What if her limbs go numb?”

“That’s not your concern,” one of the men replied flatly. “You just need to come with us.”

Ashley bit her bottom lip, saying nothing, a deep, instinctive resistance flaring in her chest.

She didn’t want to go back to that awful place, but she had no choice. A little over ten minutes passed before one of the men received a phone call. It was Natasha.

“Surveillance is handled. The left elevator leads straight to the underground garage,” she said briskly. “No one will come through for the next ten minutes. Move now.”

“Got it.”

As soon as the call ended, they carried Freya away.

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Meanwhile, Ellis sat in his study, discussing Brendan’s situation—completely unaware of the chaos erupting on Freya’s side.

The study was separated from the living room. There was no way he could’ve heard a thing.

All through the night, Freya kept her eyes shut, staying limp as they moved her—from car to boat to private jet.

By the time the jet was ready to land, the sky above Alerith was beginning to lighten. Yet the place where they touched down was still cloaked in 10 P.M. darkness.

There was an eight-to-nine-hour time difference.

Sitting in the aircraft, Freya figured it was finally time to “wake up” after faking it for so long. She cracked her eyes open slowly, blinking like she was just coming to. Once the tape was removed from her mouth, she played the part, asking a string of questions:

Where was she?

Who were they?

How did she end up here?

What did they want?

Their answers were rehearsed. “Our boss will tell you everything when you see him.”

Freya acted outraged, struggling and demanding answers. She even argued with Ashley, who caught on instantly and played her part.

And just like that, the “wake-up” act passed.noveldrama

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