She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 694:

But K…

K wasn’t just some hacker. She had clout and resources that blew theirs out of the water.

If he got on her bad side, he’d be finished.

Jacob noticed the shift in him and cast a suspicious glance his way.

Lawrence’s mind worked fast. When he caught Jacob’s attention, he realized something had slipped. “Tell her I’d never keep anything from her. Whatever she wants to know, I’ll hand over everything. I just hope she sticks to her promise.”

“What promise?” Jacob’s attention snapped to Lawrence.

To Jacob, Freya wasn’t just K. She was a friend—someone he genuinely cared about.

Even knowing her real identity, he still saw her as an ordinary girl—kind, generous, sincere.

“Nothing.” Lawrence stepped out of the car on his own. “Drive safe.”

Jacob kept his eyes trained on him.

Lawrence had always been slightly wary of Jacob. But now that he knew Freya was K, that anxiety doubled. “Seriously, it’s nothing!”

Jacob kept staring.

“Kristian wants nothing to do with her anymore, but she still wants updates on him. So I told her, every time I give her a new piece of information, she gives me a hundred million dollars.” Lawrence finally broke, hoping it would win back some goodwill.

“When was this?”

“A few days ago, at the hospital. She brought over the family consent form, and we talked in the hallway.”

“Alright.”

With that, Jacob pulled the door shut and drove away.noveldrama

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Lawrence was completely thrown.

What did that “alright” even mean?

He gave up trying to decipher it and instead focused on the bigger shock—Freya was K.

He stared at her number on his screen, hesitated outside the base, then finally dialed.

Freya was at Shaw Group’s office when the call came through.

She gave Gerard a nod and stepped aside to answer it.

“Good morning, Ms. Briggs.”

“What is it?”

“You really know how to keep secrets, don’t you?” Lawrence slipped back into his usual sly, polished tone, his voice tinged with a smile. “If you’d just told me you were K from the beginning, I would’ve handed over everything you wanted. No payment necessary.”

Freya sounded even colder than usual. “Alright.”

Lawrence paused.

“That’s right, I’m K,” Freya said, introducing herself.

Lawrence was speechless. Wasn’t K supposed to scoff at money? With her old temperament, she’d have insisted on keeping things strictly transactional, never owing anyone anything.

Was Jacob lying to him after all?

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