She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Don't You Think | Deserve An...

Greta scoffed, "You're dreaming."

"Impossible," Riley countered.

Trent leaned back in his chair. "You might as well take a nap while you're at it."

Skepticism radiated from the entire group.

In their collective judgment, no earthly problem would ever compel Freya to deploy her hacking abilities as a

solution.

Even if such a situation arose, they believed she would immediately contact authorities and step aside for an

official investigation.

Frustrated by their doubt, Jackson fired off another message, vividly detailing the scene he had just witnessed.

Meanwhile, Freya's research triggered a cascade of windows across her computer screen, each filled with

intricate lines of code.

The high-performance machine whirred loudly, cooling fans straining under the processing demands.

Gerard stood transfixed, his eyes wide as he stared at the incomprehensible data streaming across the screen.

Admiration welled within him.

His suspicions had proven accurate! Freya was indeed an extraordinary hacker.

Gerard whispered, barely containing his excitement, "I told you she was a hacker, but you dismissed my theory."

Kristian's dark eyes revealed nothing, yet his shock matched Gerard's.

The longer he observed, the more intense his gaze became. Despite sharing two years of marriage, he had never

uncovered her technological prowess.

Suddenly, everything made sense. Whenever he'd enlisted a hacker to investigate certain matters, he got no

satisfactory answer. Turned out Freya had meticulously erased her digital footprints.

A chilling thought struck him. What was her true motive for entering his life?

"Sir?" Gerard prompted when Kristian remained silent.

Kristian had already reached a conclusion internally. "Investigate everyone Freya has contacted over the past

two years. | want transcripts of every conversation."

Gerard blinked in surprise. "What? Do you believe she has ulterior motives?"

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Kristian offered no verbal response, but his expression revealed his growing suspicions.

Oblivious to their exchange, Freya continued working As minutes ticked by, she commandeered additional

hackers' systems to accelerate her search.

Thirty minutes later, a progress bar materialized on screen, slowly climbing from one percent.

Freya finally removed her hands from the keyboard. The laptop radiated it from its sustained exertion.

Gerard's admiration continued to swell.

Every man fantasized about meeting a superhero, but for Gerard, hackers had always inspired greater reverence

since his childhood.

"Mrs. Shaw..." Gerard began, then caught himself. "Ms. Briggs, is the process complete?"

"Yes," Freya answered, eyes still fixed on the screen. "Once the progress bar reaches one hundred percent, we'll

have access to all data."

Gerard's eyes glimmered with excitement behind his glasses.

Kristian remained enshrouded in cold detachment.

Just as he prepared to interrogate Freya, Gerard extracted a pen and small notepad from his suit pocket and

extended them toward her,

Both Freya and Kristian stared at him, perplexed by the gesture.

"Would you honorwith your autograph?" Gerard asked, undeterred by his boss's frigid glare. He stood

resolutely before Freya and confessed, "I'm now a devoted fan of yours."

"Gerard!" Kristian snapped.

Previously, such a tone would have caused Gerard to withdraw immediately and await instructions.

Today, however, standing before his brilliant and beautiful idol, he demonstrated remarkable resolve.

"If you're able to, I'd be really grateful," he said hopefully,

Freya hesitated.

She had encountered similar requests before, but Frederick and her other friends had always made such

overtures in jest, never with such earnestness. She wasn't certain how to respond.

Gerard took a small, encouraging step forward, offering the pen and notepad with a warm smile.

Meeting his sincere gaze, Freya decided not to overthink the situation. "Sure," she agreed, accepting his offering

With practiced ease, she signed her name, a signature entirely different from the one she had inscribed on the

divorce papers.

The divorce signature appeared neat and delicate, while this one boldly proclaimed her identity with stylish flair-

emanating confidence from every stroke.

Kristian observed this discrepancy, which only intensified his growing suspicions about Freya's initial motivations

for entering his life.

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Even her handwriting had deliberately shifted, making her intentions increasingly questionable.

"Don't you think | deserve an explanation?" His voice cut through the room like ice, his commanding presence

filling the space between them.

Freya glanced briefly at the progress bar-only thirty percent complete-before responding with measured calm,

"Explain what, exactly?"

"Your exceptional hacking abilities and this signature." Kristian's penetrating gaze never wavered as he

continued without emotion. "Isn't it peculiar to consciously alter your handwriting style?"

"There's nothing requiring explanation," Freya replied evenly. "Can you honestly claim you've revealed every skill

in your possession to me? Do you maintain identical penmanship across all your correspondence?"

Kristian studied her face intently. Her eloquence unsettled him.

"Who sent you?" he demanded abruptly.

Both Freya and Gerard fell silent at the accusation.

"Did you orchestrate our meeting and marriage to extract Shaw Group's proprietary information?" Kristian's eyes

locked onto hers, his expression unreadable.

Gerard stepped forward, compelled to defend his newfound idol. "Sir, if I may remind you-you were the one who

pursued Ms. Briggs for marriage, not the reverse."

"You heard him," Freya retorted, a hint of vindication in her voice. Kristian shifted his displeasure toward Gerard,

his demeanor frigid. "One more word from you, and your employment terminates immediately." Gerard remained

remarkably steadfast. "I'm merely stating factual information."

Kristian's glare could have shattered glass. If Gerard hadn't loyally served him for years, his career would have

ended that very moment!

"Feel free to conduct any investigation you deem necessary," Freya challenged, standing firm.

Throughout their marriage, she had never once visited Shaw Group headquarters or entered his private study to

access his computer.

At most, she had offered occasional guidance when she noticed him struggling with technical matters.

"With your level of expertise, how could | possibly uncover anything?" Kristian's words dripped with accusation.

Freya chose to ignore him. No explanation would curtail his spiraling suspicions.

Gerard couldn't tolerate seeing his idol falsely accused. "If she genuinely intended to steal corporate secrets,

why would she personally involve herself? With her extraordinary capabilities, wouldn't a more distant approach

have been infinitely more logical than marriage?"

"Gerard Todd!" Kristian verged on physically removing him from the room.

"I'm simply offering perspective. You typically approach matters with such logical precision, yet regarding Ms.

Briggs, your reasoning seems uncharacteristically clouded." This paradox thoroughly puzzled Gerard.

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