She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 371

Chapter 371:

And besides, she didn’t have it in her.

Last time, she'd been forced to approach Kristian and try to tear his marriage apart. That alone had wrecked her

conscience.

But she’d done it to protect her family. She hadn't had a choice.

This twas different. It felt like she was sacrificing someone else’s life to save her own family’s. If she did it,

her family would never forgive her—and neither would she.

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“Well?” the man asked, lifting an eyebrow when she stayed silent.

Ashley’s voice cout steady, even though her body trembled. “I won't do it.”

“Is that right?” He didn’t sound angry—just amused. “Then maybe I'll pay your brother and grandmother a visit. |

wonder how they'll feel, knowing you played the mistress and tore another family apart.”

“Don’t you dare!” Ashley hissed.

“Up to you,” the man said, straightening to his full height.

As he walked away, he added over his shoulder, “Three days. That's all you get. Obey, or stick to your

conscience.”

And with that, he left her there—shackled, shattered, and once again swallowed by the suffocating shadows of

that basement.

The next morning dawned over Alerith.

Freya had already washed and dried the clothes she’d worn the day before.

Freshly dressed and ready to go, she sat in the living room, waiting for Kristian.

Half an hour later, the two of them shared breakfast and then headed out together.

Their destination was a legitimate gun club nestled in the heart of the city, one that required both a membership

and a referral letter for entry.

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Kristian had, of course, already taken care of all the formalities.

It took them an hour to reach the club.

Kristian, well-acquainted with the manager, was greeted with a warm, familiar smile. “It's been quite stime

since we last crossed paths, Kristian.”

“It has been a while,” Kristian replied, falling naturally into conversation.

“And who might this be?” the manager asked, his eyes drifting curiously toward Freya.

Kristian’s expression shifted, his eyes dimming slightly as he began,

“Just a friend.”

“Freya Biggs,” Freya cut in, introducing herself with a composed smile.

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