She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 91

Chapter 91 Her Moral Principles Remain-Beyon...

Shortly after the message was sent, Freya's phone lit up with Lionel's incoming call.

She swiped to answer with a quick, "Hello, Lionel."

"Am | interrupting anything, Freya?"

"Not at all."

"Do you have ttomorrow evening?" Lionel asked, his tone hopeful. "Isaac and Melinda have returned from

handling their affairs, and considering your pending divorce from Kristian, they thought a meal together might

be appropriate."

Freya hesitated, letting the silence stretch between them.

She and Kristian had just shared dinner at the Shaw family's residence on Friday. Though only Liam and Lionel

had been present, it still qualified as a family gathering.

"Melinda has been eager to see you since her return yesterday," Lionel continued, filling the silence. "Would you

like to speak with her?"

"That won't be necessary," Freya replied, unwilling to face Melinda's persuasive charm. "I'll attend tomorrow

night."

"Wonderful." Relief colored Lionel's voice.

After exchanging goodnights, Freya waited for him to disconnect. The prospect of another family dinner weighed

heavily on her mind.

She massaged her temples, placed her phone on the charger, and retreated to freshen up.

That night, she slept without disturbance.

The day's exhaustion had seemingly claimed every ounce of her energy.

While Freya descended into peaceful slumber, Kristian lay awake, staring at the ceiling.

He didn't waste tcontemplating whether Ashley's words after her deception had been sincere; instead, his

thoughts revolved around Freya and Trent. Did she truly understand the kind of man Trent was?

The more he dwelled on Freya's relationship with Trent, the more tangled his emotions became.

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Eventually, fatigue overchis restlessness, and he surrendered to sleep.

The following morning, Freya arranged for a cleaning service to restore order to her apartment, while Kristian

departed for the office

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At precisely 10 A.M., Trent arrived at Shaw Group's headquarters. After identifying himself, security granted him

entry.

Gerard personally escorted him to Kristian's office. Watching the two equally commanding figures face each

other, Gerard's heart pounded against his ribs. He feared they might cto blows right there in the office. With

their impressive height and build, predicting a victor seemed impossible.

"Return to your duties," Kristian instructed Gerard. "Mr. Seymour and | have personal matters to discuss."

"Got it."

Gerard hastily withdrew. He understood the unspoken directive-no interruptions during their conversation. As the

door clicked shut, Kristian rose and moved to the sofa opposite Trent. "If | were in your position, I'd be too

ashamed to show my face again."

"What exactly are you implying?" Trent feigned innocence, his expression deliberately naive.

"Must | remind you of yesterday's encounter between you and Freya?" Kristian countered, his gaze sharper than

ice.

Trent adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

This demeanor particularly infuriated Kristian.

Trent consistently maintained a relaxed tone and expression, even when confronted directly.

At times, Kristian struggled to comprehend why Freya had becinvolved with someone like Trent. Couldn't

she see that Trent was the type who would exploit others without remorse?

"I heard from Mina that you believe we were intimate at the hotel," Trent stated matter-of-factly, deliberately

using Freya's nickname.

Kristian remained seated, his posture rigid. "Isn't that precisely what happened?"

"If she no longer has anything to do with you, I'd definitely say yes, just to provoke you," Trent remarked lightly,

his eyes deceptively gentle. "But since she remains your wife, | won't damage her reputation. You'll understand

the truth once you view this video."

With these words, Trent handed over his phone after starting a pre-selected recording.

Kristian accepted the device, and as he watched intently, Trent explained, "I've edited the footage to highlight

the essential segments. If you desire the complete version, | can forward it later, though it exceeds an hour in

length."

Kristian offered no response, his attention fixed on the screen. The footage revealed several men entering a

room, followed by Freya.

The scene shifted to reveal a figure in a mask and cap, dressed in a work uniform, knocking on Trent's room door.

This mysterious man left a key card and a letter on the floor, his features completely obscured from the

camera

The footage then captured Trent discovering the letter and entering the room where Freya waited

He remained inside for barely ten minutes before they both emerged, with subsequent video showing him

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escorting Freya to the hotel entrance and walking her to a waiting cab.

"The video includes timestamps for verification purposes," Trent pointed out, noting that Kristian had likely

finished watching the evidence.

"And what are you trying to prove?" Kristian inquired.

Though convinced by the video's authenticity, he found Trent's methodical presentation irritating.

"I spent less than ten minutes in the room with Mina," Trent emphasized with deliberate precision. "That's

insufficient teven for a shower, let alone any intimate encounter."

"Five minutes for a shower, two minutes for the act," Kristian responded with unexpected frankness, his thin lips

barely moving. "Such efficiency isn't beyond possibility."

Trent adjusted his glasses once more, appearing entirely unruffled, and released

a soft laugh. "It seems you possess considerable expertise in that area.

Kristian found himself momentarily speechless.

He suppressed his instinctive response, returning the phone with a measured observation. "I was referring to

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your capabilities, not mine."

"Your assessments consistently miss the mark, except in business matters," Trent countered, his subtle

insinuation suggesting Kristian had misjudged the situation entirely.

Kristian remained uncharacteristically quiet.

He recognized that Trent was implying his treatment of Freya had been unjust.

"What about the men who entered Freya's room earlier?" Kristian questioned, his gaze intensifying. "Have you

identified the person who delivered the letter?"

"The investigation continues," Trent admitted candidly. "We're attempting to recover additional surveillance

footage. Regarding those in Mina's room, they were merely hired help who mistakenly believed Mina was a cruel

woman." Trent recognized this as the optimal moment to proceed.

He methodically shared every detail of the hotel incident with Kristian.

His motivation wasn't self-justification but recognition that certain aspects warranted Kristian's investigative

resources. While Trent had uncovered several leads, other elements remained beyond his reach.

After ten minutes of careful explanation, Kristian had absorbed Trent's complete account.

The narrative aligned perfectly with Freya's version, but Kristian could distinguish genuine testimony from

fabricated stories.

This realization filled him with discomfort.

He had wrongfully accused Freya again regarding this incident the previous night, and outside her apartment, he

had callously stated lus sole concern was the destruction of their marriage certificate, even as her apartment

might have been on fire.

He thought she must harbor significant resentment toward him now.

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"After spending two years with Mina, you should know what kind of person she is," Trent defended her with

unexpected earnestness. "You may question my integrity, but her moral principles

remain beyond reproach."

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