She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 166

Chapter 166 Creating A

Scene At Kristian's Place

Freya went quiet for a couple of seconds, trying to figure out what exactly Alan was rambling about.

Before she could get a word in, he barreled on, "He just tried to poison me, but the fool had no idea that I can

purge the poison. That weak stuff can't touch me!"

"Are you drunk?" Freya asked flatly, catching on to his over-the-top theatrics and strange tone.

"How could | be? You forgot | don't even drink?" His voice was so serious, Freya almost believed him-until he

added, "Kristian poisoned me. | got sof it out, but a little bit's still messing with my head."

Freya pinched the bridge of her nose, already feeling a headache coming on.

Years ago, after Alan got completely wasted and created a huge scene at home, his father had laid down a strict

rule: no more than three drinks, period. It was the only way to keep Alan from turning into a disaster again.

And now...

Freya took a breath, composed herself, and asked in the calmest voice she could manage, "Where are you right

now?"

"| can't say," Alan answered, all secretive like he was guarding state secrets. Freya was at a loss for words.

Lowering his voice, Alan glanced at Kristian and whispered, "Your ex-husband's right next to me. He's trying to

useagainst you. Don't fall into his trap!"

"Put him on the phone," Freya said, trying not to lose her patience.

"No chance," Alan shot back, standing firm.

Anyone else might've been at a total loss, but Freya knew him too well.

If she wanted to get a straight answer, she had to play along. "Relax. I'm the best fighter around. Kristian

couldn't lay a finger on me."

Alan went quiet for a beat, unsure.

He stared at Kristian for a long second, then muttered, "But I've got a hunch he's secretly a master fighter too.

Maybe he's the mystery guy who's on par with you."

Freya was dumbfounded. So was Kristian.

“Mina, don't chere. | can handle this myself." After thinking it through, Alan added, "If you show up, he'll

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definately take you out. That way he'll be the strongest left"

Treys closed her eyes and pressed her fingers to her forehead, completely speechless.

"Alan" She pulled out her trump card. "If you don't givethe address, I'm calling your mom."

"No" he blurted out without hesitation

Freya didn't say another word, just waited for him to give her the addres

It was a hard-earned lesson from the last tAlan got drunk and stirred up chaos-no matter what anyone did,

nothing worked. The only person who could rein him in was his mother, and only when she showed up did he

finally settle down.

A full minute ticked by. The other end of the call was dead silent.

Just as Freya began to wonder if Alan had passed out, his voice suddenly rang out, full of conviction. "I've made

up my mind. Your safety matters most. | won't let you take the risk."

Freya sighed for what felt like the hundredth tthat night.

"He's at my place," Kristian said finally, his voice low with exhaustion.

Relief washed over Freya, and her shoulders relaxed, "Okay,"

Alan chucked the phone aside. “Kristian, how dare you lure Freya into your trap! I'll kick your ass and make you

pay!"

Freya caught that last line before the call ended, and the calm she'd just found evaporated in an instant.

Knowing Alan's knack for creating chaos, she didn't dare waste another second. She hung up before he brought

the whole building down.

"Grandpa, something urgent cup with my cousin Alan. | need to head over," Freya explained. "I'll visit you

next time."

"Do you wantto send someone with you?"

"No, thanks. | can handle it. Good night."

With that, she made her way to Kristian's place at full speed.

She couldn't figure it out. Alan was always so careful with his drinking, even in social settings. How had he

gotten this drunk tonight?

At Kristian's place, saying the scene was chaotic would've been putting it mildly.

Alan, fully convinced he was a good fighter, decided Kristian had evil intentions and challenged him to a duel.

Kristian, faced with a drunk who also happened to be Freya's cousin, didn't fight back. If he accidentally hit too

hard and cracked a bone, Freya would hate him even more.

Besides, in his current state, Alan wouldn't feel a thing anyway.

Amid the crashing and chaos, Kristian looked around his wrecked living room and couldn't hold back anymore.

"Alan Briggs, if you keep this up, the neighbors are going to complain."

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Neighbors? Complain?

Alan paused mid-rampage. "What's that got to do with me? If | don't knock you out tonight, I'm letting Mina

down!"

And just like that, round two began.

Kristian had originally planned to let Alan blow off steam and then lock hit in a room if needed.

But clearly, he'd underestimated him.

Locked up or not, restrained or not, Alan was a force of nature.

In what felt like the blink of an eye, over an hour had passed.

Kristian stared at the man now bouncing on his bed, feeling a chill crawl up his spine.

"Guess you're not the mystery guy who can match Mina,” Alan declared, glaring down at him from the mattress.

"Tto teach you a lesson."

Kristian reached for his phone to call Freya and ask where she was-only to remember, with a twitch of irritation,

that Alan had shattered it earlier.

Alan, fists clenched, charged at him with wild determination.

He took one step-then tripped and crashed onto the bed.

Kristian didn't waste a second. He yanked the blanket over Alan, wrapped him tight, and tied it off like a burrito.

Only Alan's head stuck out, eyes wide with alarm. "Kristian, if you lay a finger on me, my friends won't let you off

the hook!"

"I'll be waiting," Kristian said coolly, his voice like ice.

For a sliver of peace, he grabbed a towel and stuffed it into Alan's mouth.

Alan squirmed and struggled, but he couldn't move or speak.

"You're staying right here," Kristian muttered. After searching around, he finally found srope and tied the

blanket securely in place. "You'll be free when Freya shows up.”

Alan looked completely panicked.

Kristian turned to leave, heading off to find his iPad so he could message Gerard and ask him to bring over a new

phone.

Meanwhile, Alan wriggled and twisted like a worm, finally managing to roll himself

off the bed and onto the floor. Luckily, he was still too drunk to feel the impact..

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