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She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 420
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Chapter 420:

The screen cracked into a spider web of glass, the back popped off, and who knew what internal damage had

been done.

Kristian’s brow twitched ever so slightly.

The phone itself could be replaced, but the data inside... sof it hadn't been backed up yet.

“Hmph! See that? That's my strength!” Alan, completely unaware of what he’d done, wobbled on his feet and

boasted with misplaced pride.

Kristian was in a foul mood.

If this man weren't Freya's cousin, he would've kicked him out hours ago.

But now, as Kristian watched Alan clumsily fumble for his own phone to call Freya, every trace of irritation quietly

melted away.

Somehow, he managed to hit the right buttons and even put the call on speaker.

Moments later, the line connected.

Freya picked up, her voice calm as ever, even this late at night. “Hello, Alan.”

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“Mina, don’t worry! I'd rather die than give in!” Alan cried out, his tone thick with misguided righteousness.

“Kristian, you'll never useto get to Mina!”

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 | 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.”

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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?”

“I 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.

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Freya was dumbfounded. So was Kristian.