She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 640:

She’d never met Freya before, but somehow, she felt an odd sense of fondness for her.

“Let go,” Freya said coldly.

“Don’t be upset; it was just a pinch,” Natasha said, withdrawing her hand and sitting on the floor opposite Freya. “I came down to tell you not to worry. Brendan won’t harm you. His target is Kristian Shaw.”

Freya didn’t flinch. She waited for her to go on.

“He’s only keeping you here to lure Kristian out,” Natasha added. “Once he shows up, you’ll be set free.”

Freya didn’t believe a word of it.

Knowing Brendan, cruelty came as naturally to him as breathing. He wouldn’t let her go just because Kristian showed up.

“I’ve already divorced Kristian. Even if you tell him, he won’t come,” Freya said slowly, every word deliberate.

“Whether he does or not isn’t my concern—that’s Brendan’s headache.” Natasha kept her eyes on Freya, still puzzled by how someone could be both so cold and so breathtaking.

Part of her wanted to take Freya home and never let go.

Freya could feel Natasha’s gaze burning too brightly.

Just as she was about to tell her to leave if she had nothing else to say, Natasha smiled and introduced herself.

“Let’s make this official—I’m Natasha Sugden.”

Freya’s eyes flickered.

Natasha Sugden? That name rang more than a few bells. Wasn’t this her own disciple?

gⱯ𝗅𝗇0ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺, 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

Despite the jolt of recognition, Freya kept a poker face. “Freya Briggs,” Freya replied calmly.

“I know,” Natasha said, inexplicably eager to continue the conversation. “Are you scared being alone down here? I’ll grab a couple of blankets and keep you company.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“You’ll need them.”

Not giving Freya a chance to argue, Natasha rose to her feet and walked out.

When she asked Brendan for two blankets, it finally snapped him out of his thoughts. He stared at her, bewildered. “What are you doing with those?”

“It’s freezing in the basement. I’m going to stay there with Freya,” Natasha replied, matter-of-factly, her face expressionless—nothing like the warm grin she wore in Freya’s presence.

Brendan’s brow creased.

He arched an eyebrow. “Do I need to remind you why Freya is down there tied up?”

“You just want a video of her looking terrified, right? I’ll put together a fake one for you later,” Natasha said, already knowing his game.

Brendan seemed on the verge of arguing but held back.

Kristian hadn’t shown up yet, so Freya was still useful.

But once Kristian came, Brendan had every intention of making him watch her die—so Kristian could savor the taste of the unbearable ache of losing someone dear.noveldrama

Back in the basement, Natasha spread one blanket across the cold floor and used the other as a cover. She also brought two pillows.

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