She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 652:

The moment the device powered on, Natasha received a notification. Freya spotted it but stayed composed, her fingers flying across the keyboard.noveldrama

In no time at all, she sent a message about their destination—Butterfly Island—to Greta and the rest, including Ellis.

She thought about messaging Kristian too, but knew he’d act on his own terms regardless. In the end, she just typed, “Don’t worry, I’m safe.” Once the messages were sent, she accessed Frederick’s system and planted a virus into Natasha’s machine.

Just as she finished, a chat box popped up on the screen. “Is that you?” Frederick was clearly excited, but didn’t dare call her Freya in case it wasn’t really her on the other end.

Freya knew her time was limited, and that Natasha would likely come check after receiving the notification.

She quickly typed back, “Yes. Open the program I sent to your computer and hit Enter every ten minutes. I just uploaded a virus to Natasha’s laptop. Pressing Enter will upgrade it.”

Frederick, ever dependable, replied, “No problem.”

Freya closed the chat, wiped all traces, and powered the laptop down. Making sure there were no fingerprints, she stepped into the bathroom, turned on the water, and began to undress.

When Natasha returned, the first thing she did was check her laptop. Seeing it off, she frowned slightly. What was this? How could there be a power-on alert when the device was shut down?

Her first instinct was to suspect Freya, but then again, if Freya had turned it on and then off, there should’ve been a shutdown notification too.

Puzzled, she switched on the laptop. And what she saw left her utterly stunned!

She couldn’t think about anything else, dragging over a chair and diving into the code to crack the virus.

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Just when she was on the verge of breaking it, the virus upgraded. At first, Natasha suspected Freya—if she were K, she might know how to turn the laptop off without triggering any alerts.

But after the upgrade, her doubts faded.

Something felt off.

Natasha froze at the keyboard.

What if Freya was only pretending to shower while attacking her system from inside?

With that chilling thought, she ignored the virus.

It was just code—it might fry her laptop, maybe even reveal her location.

Nothing she couldn’t handle.

Tiptoeing to the bathroom door, she listened to the water, bit her lip in determination, then pushed the door open and barged in.

Startled by the noise, Freya immediately grabbed a towel, her eyes sharp and wary.

She’d figured Natasha might hover by the door, trying to catch the sound of running water and confirm she was actually showering—but barging in like that? That hadn’t even crossed her mind.

“What are you doing?” Freya asked, brows furrowing.

“N-Nothing,” Natasha stammered, her face turning beet red. “I just… wanted to make sure things were safe in here.”

Freya shot her a look and said simply, “Out.”

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