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Freya's voice was low but filled with quiet authority. “Last time, you had Emil break Ethel’s arm and cause her
head injuries. Now, we settle that score.”
Edwin's steps faltered, his confidence shaken. “She... she’s already recovered,” he blurted out.
“If you harmor kill me, it’s intentional harm,” he stammered, his voice rising in panic. “I'll sue you! Don’t
cany closer!”
Fear radiated from him. Had he known how formidable they were, he might have ordered his men to bring
machetes.
Surely, Freya and her assistant wouldn't be able to defend themselves unarmed against machetes.
Freya, unfazed, turned to Melvin. “Get in the car.”
Melvin, as always, obeyed without hesitation.
The two stepped over the incapacitated bodyguards and slid into the car, quickly reversing and making a U-turn,
leaving the scene behind them.
The bodyguards and Edwin were left in stunned silence, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
Given Freya's previous actions at the hotel—when she had dunked him into a bathtub—Edwin couldn't
understand why she’d suddenly let him go. In truth, Freya never spared anyone who had wronged Ethel.
Once inside the car, she checked the dashcam footage they had just recorded. The clarity of both video and
auwas flawless.
With the evidence in hand, she could press charges against Edwin and have him locked away. Freya had already
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With that resolved, Freya headed toward her father’s residence, the evening proceeding far smoother than
expected.
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At 7:20 p.m., she arrived.
Ethel was overjoyed, rushing to her and enveloping her in a warm hug. Freya, with a tender smile, ruffled her
hair, the affection between them as natural as breathing.
“You have no idea how much I've missed you while you were away,” Ethel said, her voice a mixture of joy and
longing, as she snuggled against her.
Freya, always gentle with her, replied, “I missed you too.”
“Cin and eat,” Ethel urged, tugging her inside. “Today's dishes were made by Dad and me. | made two, and
Dad made four.” Freya paused.
Looking inside, she saw Hugh bustling around in the kitchen, an image both familiar and unsettling.
A swirl of emotions stirred within her.
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the kitchen with his presence. It
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The kitchen had always seemed
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But now, here he was, standing over a stove, actually cooking.
“When you got back to Jeucwell, Dad
started experimenting with recipes all
by himself,” Ethel remarked; 4d m
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burned through a lot of ingredients
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“Con, try my cooking,” Ethel urged, coaxing Freya closer as she offered a piece of succulent pork bathed in
a savory sauce. “These are my specialties. What do you think?”
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