She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 222

Chapter 222 Dig Into Freya Briggs

"From the moment you realized Kristian would divorcefor Ashley, you began spinning your web," Freya said,

her tone calm but sharp enough to cut glass. "In your mind, if Ashley and | clashed, Kristian would wash

his hands of both of us."

Norah's face was still a mask of confusion, as though Freya were speaking in riddles.

"But when your plan unraveled after the car crash, you didn't hesitate-you arranged for someone to rape

Ashley," Freya continued, each word delivered with icy precision. "Yet Kristian turned a blind eye, and so, once

again, you reworked your scheme."

“Wait a minute,” Norah cut in, and Freya paused, nodding slightly to let her speak.

"Are you sure this isn't the plot of stic TV series?" Norah said dismissively, a smirk tugging at her

lips.

"I don't have the luxury to entertain jokes," Freya replied, her voice laced with frost.

"I truly have no idea what you're talking about," Norah said, visibly eager to end the conversation. "And if

anything you've said holds water, then go to the police. They're quick to act."

Freya's eyes narrowed, reading Norah like an open book-every reaction too perfect, every word too polished. Had

Kristian been here, he might have accused her of framing Norah.

"For the last time, | don't have feelings for Kristian," Norah said, rising from her seat with a huff of impatience.

"If that's true, then why do you still keep that stuffed toy he gave you in high school?" Freya asked, her gaze

unflinching. "And why is it still sitting in your bedroom after all these years?"

Norah's brows creased slightly.

Freya didn't stop. "With your family's wealth, you could have filled a room with toys. Why hold on to something

from someone who supposedly means nothing to you?"

"How do you even know about that?" Norah's voice dipped in temperature, her posture tightening.

Freya leaned in slightly. "So, are you ready to talk?"

If she hadn't uncovered that detail, breaking through Norah's defenses would've been impossible. The woman

was a virtuoso at playing innocent.

"It's just a toy. It doesn't mean anything." Norah shrugged. "Can't a girl hold on to a keepsake from the first

man who once felt like a hero?"

But as the words left her lips, her mind wandered.

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She had been waiting for her brother outside school when trouble found her. Kristian had appeared like a scene

from a movie-driven by instinct, scaring off the bullies. Then, he'd bought her that toy, a small comfort for her

tears.

She knew Kristian only saw her as his friend's younger sister-nothing more.

But for a young girl, admiration easily blossomed into infatuation when a man was both righteous and striking

Before she knew it, Kristian had taken root in her heart.

"If it was just a keepsake, then why did your grandpa approach Lionel with a marriage proposal once you came

of age?" Freya's tone was smooth, but cool as ice.

Norah's brows twitched ever so slightly. Was Freya out of her mind, dredging up something from that far back?

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Norah asked, cutting to the chase.

"I dug deep and followed the threads," Freya said. "And what | found was chilling. Every incident was carried out

by men infatuated with you. But let's be real-would they have moved without your nod?"

People who pulled strings from behind the curtain always made sure the puppets fell when the show ended.

Norah quickly collected herself. "You're not making any sense."

"Do you truly believe that walking away without evidence makes you untouchable?" Freya asked, unflinching.

Every carefully staged moment, including arranging Melvin's betrayal, had Norah's fingerprints all over it-just

hidden beneath a pair of gloves.

If Freya hadn't played detective, combing through events with a fine-toothed comb, she might never have

guessed Norah was the spider behind the web. After all, Norah's facade was that of a woman with a heart

wrapped in silk.

Norah let out a soft chuckle. "I've always followed the law. Whatever accusations you're tossing around, | won't

wear a criminal's crown."

"And what do you think Damon will do if he hears about all this?" Freya asked bluntly.

Speople skate through the cracks of justice, immune to legal punishment for lack of proof-but they're not

safe from judgment by conscience or loved ones.

Norah and Damon had once been close, but tand distance had worn away their bond.

"Go ahead. I've nothing to hide from something | didn't do," Norah said, her eyes locked on Freya's. "Besides,

Damon has enough fires to put out. He won't waste ton baseless theories."

"Let's see if you still say that when the storm hits," Freya replied.

Norah shot her one last look, then picked up her purse and walked out.

"Wait," Freya called after her.

"What now?"

"Stay out of my way. Kristian and | are divorced," Freya said firmly. "If you keep stirring the pot, next time

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Chapter 222 Dig Into Freya Briggs

won't be as civil as this casual chat."

If Freya decided to retaliate, Norah might find herself in over her head.

Norah didn't respond. She left the café, cool on the outside, stormy within.

Once in her car, the mask fell. Worry etched itself across her face. She locked the doors, rolled up the windows,

and placed a call.

"Miss Russell, awaiting your instructions," a male voice responded.

"Cut off all contact with Melvin. He's pretending to switch sides and betray Freya," Norah said, rubbing her

temples, surprised by how sideways things had gone. "Cancel tomorrow's plans too."

There was a moment of stunned silence, but then cthe reply: "Understood."

"Dig into Freya Briggs," Norah added, a flicker of panic rising beneath her words. "I want every bit of

information on her. Fast."

"Got it."

Once the call ended, Norah rolled down the window and reclined her seat.

She lay there, lost in thought, trying to trace where the dominoes had started falling. Everything had once been

tightly stitched, and now it was unraveling thread by thread.

She had painted herself as harmless, even letting Kristian be with Freya and Ethel during that chance mall

encounter-yet none of it had curbed Freya's suspicion. Even during their conversation, Norah had believed Freya

was fishing for a confession-until she brought up the

past.

Still, Norah hadn't cracked.

Freya might have had a recorder tucked away, and if she admitted to anything, it would've been her own.

undoing.

After leaving the café, Freya didn't head back to the office right away. She called Farrah instead, eager to share

what had unfolded.

Farrah had long wanted to thank Norah for a favor from the past but had never found the moment.

Of course, Freya didn't lay everything bare-just touched on Ashley's car accident and the bribe involving

Melvin.

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