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Chapter 66 | Just Stumbled Upon Her Affair With Yo...

"If you kill me, you'll rot in prison for it!" Ashley warned, her voice dripping with a mix of fear and defiance.

Initially, she had hoped to provoke Freya to hit her, but after careful observation, she realized Freya hadn't even

driven since she moved

out,

Liam looked at her, his expression a mixture of disbelief and amusement. How could Kristian ever fall for

someone like this?

Although he had heard Kristian mention dating someone, Ashley had never been formally introduced to the

family. This had left him intrigued about the person who had seemingly captivated Kristian's heart.

Now, seeing her in person, he was relieved he hadn't made an earlier effort to get to know her. Her stupidity was

nothing short of unbearable.

"You were the one practically throwing yourself in front of my car. As long as | abide by the traffic laws, even if

you were run over, the fault would mainly be yours,” Liam retorted with a calm yet sharp tone, his words cutting

through the tension. “Even if | was at fault, it'd barely be 10%. That's nothing | can't deal with."

Freya, listening silently, pressed her lips together, finding Liam's logic unexpectedly reasonable.

Ashley, on the other hand, clenched her fist, her frustration mounting. This man was just as infuriating as Freya!

"Do you have any idea who | am?" Ashley started, her voice laced with a mix of disdain and anger as she glared

at Liam.

Liam raised an eyebrow, intrigued yet unfazed. "I really don't."

"I'm Kristian's future wife," Ashley declared, her voice loud and meant to intimidate. “Should | choose to escalate

this, he could sue you, potentially ruining your life."

Liam retorted with a sardonic smile, "Then let him sue me."

Ashley was pissed off.

Liam leaned back, an easy grin spreading across his face. "I wouldn't mind getting a taste of prison life," he

quipped.

Ashley's eyes narrowed, her voice sharp as a blade. "Don't think | won't dare."

"What wouldn't you dare?" Liam scoffed, tilting his head slightly. "After all, your future husband is Kristian Shaw."

With a light chuckle, Liam's eyes twinkled mischievously. "A titan of industry, a veritable prodigy among his

peers. If he wants to destroy someone, all he has to do is snap his fingers."

Ashley furrowed her brows, caught off guard, unable to tell if the man in front of her was genuinely intimidated

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Chapter 66 1 Just Stumbled Upon Her Affair With Your Brother

or simply mocking her.

"But," Liam continued, his tone shifting as he got up from his chair.

"But what?" Ashley pressed, her gaze fixed on him.

Liam's smile widened, his stance relaxed yet confident. "But his choice in partners seems questionable," he

drawled, hands buried deep in his pockets as he sauntered a step closer. "Otherwise, why on earth would he

choose you over my truly exceptional sister-in-law?"

Just as Ashley's temper flared, the words “sister-in-law” echoed in her mind, halting her retort.

Could it be that the man seen with Freya was...

"| forgot to introduce myself," Liam said, his voice smooth and unhurried, a playful smirk on his lips. "I'm Liam

Shaw, Kristian's younger brother."

He stressed the word "brother", a sly glint in his eye.

Ashley's eyes widened in horror, her face draining of color as if she had seen a ghost.

If this man was truly Kristian's brother, then all her reckless antics on the road and her earlier remarks...

Damn it! Kristian couldn't find out about this-no matter what.

"Kristian is already on his way here,” Liam remarked with a hint of mischief, his eyes twinkling with the

anticipation of impending . "When he shows up, maybe you'd be kind enough to explain your so-called

accident and your desperate desire to seerot in prison."

"You..." Ashley's mind reeled, words failing her as panic set in.

Liam, with a gesture of exaggerated courtesy, pulled over a chair for Freya. "Please, Freya, take a seat."

Freya, taken aback, could only nod mutely.

The next half hour passed with Liam talking to Freya, while Ashley remained on the hospital bed, eavesdropping

on their discussion.

During those moments, Ashley mapped out how to explain everything to Kristian, her excuses already lined up.

Around eleven o'clock, Kristian burst through the door.

His clothes were crumpled and worn, a testament to his haste. He was slightly out of breath, his eyes scanning

the room with palpable anxiety.

Noticing Freya, his brows knitted together in a brief frown of confusion, but he brushed past her, his focus fixed

solely on Ashley. "Ashley," he called out.

"Kristian," Ashley responded, her voice breaking as tears began to stream down her cheeks.

As Freya observed the scene, she couldn't help but marvel at Ashley's ability to summon tears at will-a truly

enviable skill in the art of deception.

Meanwhile, Kristian, with a gentleness he seldom afforded Freya, soothed Ashley, his voice dripping with

empathy and patience.

In the background, Liam cleared his throat subtly. Was Kristian really sidelining Freya so blatantly? His own

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'xvg on here Asian demanded, his tone icy as his eyes flicked between Freya and Liam, clearly aww When Ashley

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Obese Aune heavy in the an, neither Freya nor Liam offered any details.

All Kristian knew from the brief phone call was that Ashley was hospitalized, the specifics remained unspoken.

"It was eva Ashley murmurest, reaching out to clasp Kristian's hand with a tic flair.

Kristian catching the look on Freya's face, instinctively pulled his hand back, evading Ashley's grasp.

Ashley's Aps quivered, and her eyes brimmed with fresh tears as she continued, her voice trembling, "I just

stumbled upon her affair with your brother. She wanteddead just to shutdown for good."

Liam and Kristian exchanged a look of sheet disbelief.

Treva with Liam?" Kristian echoed, his voice laced with confusion and a hint of betrayal.

"Yes" Ashley said, her voice low and laden with pain. "I was trying to clear my head when | saw them together in

the car, tangled in an intimate embrace. At that moment, | didn't realize he was your brother. | thought... |

thought he was just another secret Freya kept from you."

Ashley spoke each word with sharp, deliberate precision, her eyes slightly tinged

with red, drawing a veil of sympathy around her.

To any onlooker, she was the picture of sincerity.

"I shouted to her, threatening to expose her affair, and in retaliation, she had your brother ram the car into me,"

she went on, her voice wavering with a mix of indignation and hurt.

"You really should've pursued an acting career-what a waste of talent," Freya snapped back, her tone dripping

with sarcasm.

In response, Ashley just fixed her with a steady, unwavering gaze, her lips pressed into a thin line.

Freya, still seated, met her stare unflinchingly, her voice icy and sharp. "If you're insinuating that | was intimate

with Liam in that car, then spell it out for us. What exactly did we do, and where?"

Ashley's cheeks burned with a mix of shand anger as she turned to Kristian. "Kristian, I... I'm too mortified

to spell it out loud..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kristian's features hardened into a mask of frost.

He glanced sharply at Freya and demanded, "What did you do?"

"Why ask me? She's right before you!" Freya retorted coldly, her gaze piercing.

"Have you ever taken my words to heart?"

Her pointed question left Kristian momentarily at a loss for words.

In the tense silence, Liam looked on with a troubled expression, reflecting on the reckless actions of Kristian that

had wounded Freya so deeply.

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"Ashley, out with it!" Kristian exclaimed, his voice deeper, edged with frustration.

Ashley hesitated, her resolve flickering. Finally, she murmured, "I saw Freya lean across to the driver's seat, her

lips seeking Liam's, her hand clasping his neck... and what followed was even more intimate." Her voice trailed

off, heavy with implication.

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