She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129 Obtaining Evidence

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, signaling the close of another workday, Freya made her way to the lounge. There, she swiftly shed her formal attire, replacing it with something far more comfortable–a pair of sneakers and casual clothes.

The reasoning behind the change was simple: the evening ahead promised to involve a bit of confrontation, and she needed the right gear to handle it.

No sooner had she finished changing than her phone buzzed, displaying a call from Ethel. Recalling Hugh’s earlier words, Freya decided it was best to pick up.

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“Hey, Mina.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you coming home for dinner tonight?” Ethel’s voice was full of warmth, playful and endearing, like a soft breeze coaxing with a charm of its own. “I don’t have any classes today, so I decided to come home early and learn a few new dishes from the cook.”

Freya’s grip tightened on her phone.

She wasn’t particularly keen on returning home, but the last thing she wanted was to dampen Ethel’s

excitement.

“Mina, please…” Ethel’s voice laced with a hint of sweetness.

“What time?” Freya gave in, her tone softening.

“Half past seven,” Ethel replied, clearly thrilled.

“Alright,” Freya agreed, though with a twinge of reluctance.

Once the call ended, Ethel turned to her father, who had already returned home. “Mina said she’d come for dinner, but you know how she feels about Cheryl and her daughter. If you’ve got any business with them tonight, make sure not to call them once Mina arrives.”

“Understood,” Hugh answered quickly, nodding in acknowledgment.

To ensure no awkwardness, he subtly mentioned this to Cheryl, though he did so with a diplomatic touch, aiming to spare her feelings.

Freya checked the time—it was already 5:30 p.m. An hour’s drive stood between her and her father’s home, but she needed to take care of those stalkers first.

After a brief moment of thought, she made a decision.

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Chapter 129 Obtaining Evidence

She alerted Melvin, and together they set off–not toward home, but toward the outskirts.

Parked in a secluded area, they pretended their car had broken down, leaving the hood popped open as a silent invitation for troublemakers to make their move.

By 6 p.m., the sky had already darkened, wrapping the world in an early nightfall, as if nature itself was preparing the stage for what was to unfold.

The group of people stalking Freya was visibly excited at the sight of the isolated location.

“This is the perfect spot,” one of them murmured, his eyes scanning the surroundings. “No cameras, no one around. It’s just us.”

“Exactly!” another agreed.

“Get Mr. Newman here, and let’s finish this.”

“Let’s move, quick!”

In an instant, more than ten men spilled out of their vehicles, each brandishing an iron rod, making their way toward Freya and Melvin’s car

Melvin, ever watchful, glanced at Freya. “They’re here.”

“Eight each,” Freya noted coolly, her gaze assessing the approaching group. With Edwin included, there were sixteen in total.

“Understood,” Melvin replied, his voice calm.

They closed the car’s hood, acting as though they were ready to leave, the calm before the storm.

Before they could even take their hands off the hood, Edwin and his men lunged forward, surrounding them, their intentions. The sound of iron rods tapping against palms sent a chill through

their stern faces betraying

the air.

“Well, well, Freya,” Edwin sneered, stepping closer, a sense of satisfaction in his voice.

Freya exchanged a brief, knowing glance with Melvin before asking in a voice that remained steady, “What do you want?”

“Hand over the video you recorded today,” Edwin demanded, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Otherwise, my bodyguards aren’t just here for show.”

“Are you threatening me?” Freya’s tone remained unshaken.

Edwin nodded with a smirk. “Precisely.”

With no surveillance in sight and no phones visible, he felt emboldened by his position, sure that they were untouchable in this isolated setting.

Freya scanned the men around her, their aggressive postures clear. “I won’t give it to you.”

“Then I’ll deal with both old and new scores,” Edwin sneered, signaling to his men.

Two of his men moved forward, aiming their rods at Freya and Melvin, intent on inflicting damage.

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A blow from those rods would surely leave lasting pain. But Freya and Melvin were far from defenseless.

As the rods swing toward them, they moved with swift precision, disarming the attackers in a blur of motion before the men even realised what had happened.

“What are you waiting for?” Edwin’s voice rose in fury, the anger in his chest igniting like a wildfire. “Get them!”

Without hesitation, the remaining men advanced, rods raised high.

At this point, Freya and Melvin acted purely in self–defense, showing no mercy.

The sharp sound of heavy blows rang out, followed by the anguished cries of Edwin’s men.

Edwin’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He had never imagined Freya and Melvin were so capable in fighting.

In less than ten minutes, all sixteen of his men were incapacitated, lying on the ground, while Freya and Melvin remained untouched.

“You…” Edwin stammered, clearly at a loss.

In such an isolated spot, the thought of Freya possibly finishing him off and dumping his body in some forgotten ravine didn’t seem too far–fetched.

Alone and outnumbered, Edwin stood no chance against the two of them.

Freya’s voice was low but filled with quiet authority. “Last time, you had Emil break Ethel’s arm and cause her head injuries. Now, we settle that score.”

Edwin’s steps faltered, his confidence shaken. “She… she’s already recovered,” he blurted out.

“If you harm me or kill me, it’s intentional harm,” he stammered, his voice rising in panic. “I’ll sue you! Don’t come any closer!”

Fear radiated from him. Had he known how formidable they were, he might have ordered his men to bring machetes.

Surely, Freya and her assistant wouldn’t be able to catch machetes unarmed.

Freya, unfazed, turned to Melvin. “Get in the car.”

Melvin, as always, obeyed without hesitation.

The two stepped over the incapacitated bodyguards and slid into the car, quickly reversing and making a U–turn,, leaving the scene behind them.

The bodyguards and Edwin were left in a stunned silence, unable to comprehend what had just happened. Given Freya’s previous actions at the hotel–when she had dunked him into a bathtub–Edwin couldn’t fathom why she’d suddenly let him go.

In truth, Freya never spared anyone who had wronged Ethel.