She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 648:

Before Freya was captured, she’d warned Ellis about this exact possibility. Anyone Ellis protected was beyond Brendan’s reach. No way Ellis’s people could get in that place, let alone carry weapons. But she couldn’t let Ashley know that—not even a glance could be spared. Brendan was watching everything.

“You’re out of time.” Brendan calmly pulled her hand from his clothes. “Your brother’s life is in your hands. One minute.”

Ashley felt like she’d been tossed back into the dark basement—frozen, hopeless, trapped in that same nightmare.

She was now even with Freya.

Fresh streams of tears slipped down her cheeks.

She bit her lip, staring up at Brendan, wondering how someone could be so cold-blooded.

“If I tell you, will you let my brother go?” she asked, her voice small and fragile.

Brendan looked up at her. “That’s right.”noveldrama

He believed K would surely act this time. But ever since Freya had been taken, there’d been no movement. Nothing from K. That silence was strange.

Even with Brendan’s lockdowns, someone like K should’ve found a way in or at least left a trace.

Unless… Unless something had gone wrong.

That idea made Brendan uneasy. He hated variables.

On the sidelines, Natasha and Freya remained still.

Natasha watched like she was observing a drama. Freya’s fingers quietly wrapped around a custom poker card in her right palm.

She watched Ashley closely.

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If Ashley betrayed her, she wouldn’t blame her.

Brendan was a master manipulator. Ashley had no way of knowing what a real gunshot wound looked like. She had every reason to believe her grandmother was dead.

If Ashley broke—and Brendan came for her—Freya would act instantly.

She’d injure him and take him hostage if needed.

But there’d be no escape.

Not on this ship, not surrounded by Brendan’s elite guards.

“How do I know you’ll keep your promise?” Ashley’s voice shook as she tried to hold on.

She wanted to save her brother. But not at the cost of Freya’s life.

She had no idea what to do.

“You have no choice.” Brendan checked his watch. “Three seconds. After that, say goodbye to your brother.”

“Three… Two…”

Ashley’s mind spun. Her heart pounded. She didn’t know what to do.

Then Brendan gave the final blow. “One. Too late. He’s dead.”

“It’s her.” Ashley suddenly pointed at Freya, her voice trembling. “She’s K.”

Both Brendan and Natasha turned to Freya at the exact same time. Freya’s face didn’t shift in the slightest; she wasn’t about to give anything away—not until the final moment arrived.

“Or maybe she’s K,” Ashley snapped, pointing her finger at Natasha with a shrug that said she had nothing left to lose. “If you’re still not convinced, you can say I’m K.”

Brendan let out a quiet chuckle. “Are you really that eager to get your brother killed?”

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