Chapter 113 Freya, The Devil Incarnate!
Regaining his composure, Koen whispered to Freya, “Ms. Gomez, please be cautious. I’ll be waiting for you at the entrance.
With that, Koen exited the room, clutching his belongings. He feared that if he lingered, he wouldn’t be able to contain his fury.
Freya calmly took a seat opposite Jolin, her hand clasping the spoon in her coffee cup. The reflection on the spoon distorted her face, making it appear even more fragmented. She stared at Jolin, her face devoid of any emotion.
Jolin sneered, “Freya, I never thought you’d be this fortunate.”
Freya tightened her grip on the spoon, maintaining her composure.
Jolin chuckled softly, her gaze fixed on Freya. “You’re aware of Jacob’s car accident in Porejimo, aren’t you? Perhaps Mr. Morgan was responsible,”
Freya remained silent.
Jolin snorted, “Jacob defended you, even considered you his girlfriend. Your mother is a living corpse. and now you have another one around you. How intriguing! Freya, you must be a calamity. You constantly bring misfortune to those around you. Especially Peyton…”
Freya’s grip on the spoon wavered slightly.
Jolin’s gaze turned malicious. “Peyton is merely a barmaid. Do you really believe she can protect you and stand up for you everywhere? Peyton was fortunate. She managed to avoid prison for the Antique Street incident. So, I wanted her to die alongside you Peyton has the potential to be a porn star. The men I brought that day found her quite entertaining. It’s not often you come across such a woman… Ah!”
Before Jolin could finish her taunts, Freya abruptly rose and plunged the spoon into Jolin’s right eye.
Jolin shrieked in terror, her remaining eye wide with panic, anger, and despair.
Despite her trembling pain, she saw Freya towering over her. The surroundings descended into chaos. The sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise.
Amidst the terrified screams and commotion, Koen rushed towards Freya, battling Jolin’s bodyguards. along the way
Jolin’s bodyguards were taken aback by Freya’s unexpected ferocity. They had assumed it was a simple conversation between Jolin and Freya, not anticipating Freya’s ruthless aggression.
Freya retracted her blood–soaked hand and leaned in close to Jolin’s ear, her voice a chilling whisper from the depths of hell.
Jolin, you can harm me, but don’t dare touch my loved ones!”
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Chapter 113 Freya, The Devil incarnate
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underestimated Freya. She was a true devil, espeily atter erstmprison!
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