Chapter 265:
Seeing Felipe’s hesitation, Freya produced another card in her left hand—this time, a nine of diamonds.
Felipe called out frantically, “Hold on a second.”
He hastily retreated to the bedroom, first instructing his bodyguards to monitor Freya, then frantically dialed Kristian’s number.
“When the hell are you getting here?” Felipe’s voice trembled with newfound fear of Freya. The memory of her card-throwing prowess sent chills down his spine. “If you don’t arrive soon, your wife might actually finish me off.”
“What happened?” Kristian asked evenly.
“She’s trying to take my wife away from me,” Felipe blurted without thinking.
Kristian fell silent at the absurd claim.
Nevertheless, he pressed harder on the accelerator after ending the call.
Freya waited below for approximately ten minutes with no sign of Felipe emerging. Just as she prepared to force her way inside, her phone vibrated in her pocket.
Noticing an unfamiliar number on the screen, she declined the call.
The persistent caller immediately tried again.
Freya tucked away her card and answered reluctantly, “Hello, who is this?”
“Is that Freya? I’m Norah Russell.” The voice on the other end sounded pleasant despite obvious anxiety. “Your friend is at the hospital on South Avenue, and someone is attempting to force her into having an abortion. Can you come quickly?”
“Name,” Freya demanded sharply.
“Farrah Welch.”
The single word stunned Freya momentarily. She swiftly regained her composure, thanked the caller, and ended the conversation.
Before arriving at Felipe’s residence, she had tracked Farrah’s phone to this location, naturally assuming Farrah herself was present.
Now it appeared Felipe had deliberately orchestrated this deception.
Freya had no time to settle scores with Felipe. As she rushed to find transportation, she spotted Kristian’s car approaching. Without hesitation, she darted toward him, demanded to borrow his vehicle, and seized the keys before speeding away. Kristian followed after her without question.
Freya paid no attention to his presence, started the engine, and accelerated away from the villa.
The bodyguards observing the scene exchanged bewildered glances, utterly confused by Freya’s abrupt departure.
Felipe exhaled with relief when informed of her exit, believing Kristian had finally removed his troublesome wife from the premises. However, his momentary calm shattered when his assistant called.
The assistant reported concisely, “Sir, Miss Russell has somehow arrived here, informed Ms. Briggs of the situation, and is now physically preventing us from proceeding. Should we continue with the abortion?”
“Norah?” Felipe questioned in disbelief.
“Yes.”
Felipe’s face contorted with rage. What was Norah thinking, creating such interference at this critical juncture?
“Remove her immediately. The procedure must proceed regardless of obstacles,” Felipe commanded sharply, adding, “Ensure Farrah remains emotionally stable.”
“Understood,” the assistant acknowledged before ending the call.
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