She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173 Dining Together

Freya’s eyes lingered on Alan for a beat longer than necessary. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with him today.

Kristian had picked up on it too, though he kept his thoughts to himself and simply gestured toward the

restroom.

Once Alan disappeared inside, it was just Freya and Kristian left standing outside.

Neither of them said a word.

With anyone else, the silence might’ve turned awkward, stifling even. But between Freya and Kristian, there was a strange, unspoken ease–an odd sort of chemistry that needed no conversation.

Inside the restroom, Alan pulled out his phone and typed out a few messages to Freya.

“Please do me a favor and ask Kristian to delete last night’s surveillance footage.”

“Just this once, and I swear I’ll listen to anything you say after this.”

“Please, Mina?”

He waited patiently.

Freya always replied as soon as she saw his messages.

But one minute passed. Then two. Three… By the time five had crawled by, there was still nothing from her. Growing restless, he typed again, “Did you see my messages?”

Freya, meanwhile, wasn’t even glancing at her phone.

She had a habit of switching it to silent mode in the evenings, and tonight was no exception–she hadn’t seen a single message, nor had she checked.

Kristian, noticing how long they’d been idly standing, finally spoke. “Why don’t we sit in the living room for a bit? Alan might be a while.”

“Okay,” Freya murmured in reply.

They went and sat on the sofa, simply existing beside each other in silence.

Kristian made no effort to spark conversation. He could tell Freya had no interest in small talk and only wanted to leave–he respected that and didn’t press her.

Another five minutes dragged on

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Still, no sign of Alan.

Freya’s brows drew together. He was definitely taking too long in there.

Just as she reached for her phone to check on him, the sound of the restroom door creaked open. Alan finally emerged, wearing an unsettled expression.

Freya looked at him, puzzled. What in the world was going on?

Spotting the two of them seated, Alan felt a sigh rise in his chest.

He realized that Freya must have had her phone on silent again.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we should get going,” Freya said, getting to her feet and addressing Kristian with a polite but distant tone before walking over to Alan.

Kristian also stood.

But Alan didn’t budge. He stayed rooted in place.

He repeatedly winked at Freya in hopes she’d get the hint and check her phone.

She blinked at him, confused. “What’s wrong?”

Alan felt his tongue twist into knots. Freya was usually sharp as a whip, but somehow, she turned clueless around him. It drove him up the wall.

“I need you to handle something for me,” he muttered, pulling her aside and whispering quietly, fully aware that whispering in front of a host wasn’t exactly good manners.

Still, after everything that had happened the night before, Alan saw Kristian as part of their inner circle.

Freya remained composed, giving him a steady look. “What is it?”

“Ask your ex to delete last night’s surveillance footage,” Alan whispered, his voice tight with unease. “It’s way too embarrassing to leave on record. What if he uses it to blackmail me?”

Freya blinked, taken aback.

Then she answered with calm assurance, “He’s not that kind of man.”

“Just help me out,” Alan pleaded, trying his best to channel all the charm of a helpless, wide–eyed puppy. “If it stays, I’ll obsess over it nonstop and won’t be able to concentrate at work.”

Freya stared at him.

He even started acting cutesy in desperation, like a mischievous kitten trying to win sympathy.

Freya had a soft spot for good–looking things–and people–and Alan, being her cousin who always treated her kindly, easily fell into that category.

“Fine. I’ll ask him. But if he refuses, we’re not pushing it,” Freya clarified, laying down her boundaries.

Alan nodded quickly.

In his mind, Kristian’s behavior today had already betrayed his feelings for Freya.

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If she asked, Alan was sure Kristian would give in.

Freya frowned slightly, thinking through her words before turning to Kristian.

He noticed her expression shift and asked, “Did you need something?”

“Yes. I do.”

“Go ahead.” Kristian’s voice was steady, but there was something in his eyes when he looked at her–just a flicker of emotion.

Freya didn’t flinch. She held his gaze and asked plainly, “Could you delete last night’s surveillance footage?”

The second the words left her lips, Kristian’s eyes flicked toward Alan.

Alan kept his face unreadable, but internally, he was spiraling into a dramatic monologue. What did that look mean? Was Kristian planning to use this to get closer to Freya? If Kristian really wanted to threaten her, should he still say yes?

The instant that thought crept into his head, Alan made up his mind without a flicker of hesitation. There was no way he could go along with it.

Neither Kristian nor Freya had the slightest clue that, in the span of just a heartbeat or two, Alan’s imagination had already spun the entire situation into a full–blown soap opera.

“Sure.” Kristian’s voice was low, velvety, laced with something magnetic–but it was Freya he looked at when he added, “But I have one condition.”

Alan knew it. He’d seen it coming a mile away.

Freya could feel the shift in Alan’s mood.