Chapter 100 Let Farrah Out!


    Kristian drove without direction, his mind wandering as the night enveloped him.


    The office wasn''t an option at this hour, and his vi felt equally impossible.


    His foot pressed heavily on the elerator while his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, eyes fixed on the road ahead though his thoughts had drifted elsewhere.


    He might have continued driving endlessly if Felipe''s call hadn''t interrupted him.


    "What''s up?" he answered, his voice carrying its usual coldness.


    "Can youe and deal with your wife?" Felipe''s tone was icier than normal, clearly irritated by Freya''s unexpected arrival. "I''ll give you half an hour toe and take her away, or I''ll have no choice but to call the police."


    Kristian''s brow furrowed in confusion at Felipe''s words. The request made little sense to him.


    Felipe demanded, unusually aggressive.


    "Freya is with you?" Kristian responded calmly, though puzzlement tinged his voice.


    Felipe fell momentarily silent on the other end. Why would he ask Kristian toe if Freya wasn''t there? He wasn''t delusional.


    "Of course!" Felipe snapped before abruptly ending the call.


    At the intersection, Kristian swung the car around and elerated toward Felipe''s residence.


    After disconnecting, Felipe gazed down from his balcony at the eight bodyguards whoy sprawled on the ground, all incapacitated by Freya.


    He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Was Freya somehow invincible? His numerous security personnel had proven useless against her.


    Freya stood below, her gaze directed upward as she demanded, "Give Farrah back to me."


    Upon returning home earlier, she had discovered her door forced open and Farrah missing from the apartment. She had immediately suspected Felipe''s involvement.


    "Don''t make this harder than it needs to be," Felipe said, his patience dwindling rapidly. "Should I present my marriage certificate with Farrah to prove who she rightfully belongs with?"


    "Let her out. I need to ensure her safety," Freya insisted, genuine concern evident in her voice.


    She knew Farrah resisted relipe''s presence, and she feared he might have been too forceful while taking her, potentially harming Farrah-especially concerning given her pregnancy.


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    Felipe dismissed her concerns entirely; this was his domain after all. "Why should


    I listen to you? I only let your behavior at the hospital slide because you''re a woman, but if you continue to overstep, don''t me me for being too harsh."


    "I''ll count down from three. Let Farrah out." Freya remainedser-focused on retrieving Farrah, disregarding everything else.


    She hadn''t been able to reach Farrah by phone, and if not for the device''s location showing Felipe''s house, she would have beenpletely lost.


    "Three."


    "Your threats mean nothing. I won''t allow you to see her."


    "Two."


    "Kristian is on his way here. You''d better control yourself."


    "One."


    Freya''s demeanor grew increasingly cial.


    Felipe remained undaunted. "So what happens when your countdown ends? Do you imagine you can simply force your way in?"


    As thest word left his mouth, Freya made her move.


    A small, custom-made ying card materialized in her left hand seemingly from nowhere.


    While Felipe continued his taunting, she flicked her wrist, sending the specially crafted card flying toward him, slicing through a wire on the balcony in an instant.


    Felipe recoiled in shock, his pupils contracting with fear. What was happening? Had reality suddenly transformed into some television drama?


    "If you refuse to bring Farrah out, I cannot guarantee my next move won''t be... imprecise," Freya threatened, her typically serene eyes now radiating an icy determination.


    Hearing the threat, Felipe instinctively stepped backward.


    If that card had been aimed directly at him, he would have been finished.


    Felipe was shocked. How could she possess such abilities?


    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.


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    "She''s trying to take my wife away from me," Felipe blurted without thinking.


    Kristian fell silent at the absurd im.


    Nevertheless, he pressed harder on the elerator 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 youe quickly?"


    "Name," Freya demanded sharply.


    "Farrah Welch."


    The single words stunned Freya momentarily. She swiftly regained herposure, 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 elerated away from the vi.


    The bodyguards observing the scene exchanged bewildered nces, 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?


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    "Remove her immediately. The procedure must proceed regardless of obstacles," Felipemanded sharply, adding, "Ensure Farrah remains emotionally stable." "Understood," the assistant acknowledged before ending the call


    At the hospital, a striking young woman with flowing hair positioned herself protectively before Farrah. Her elegant postureplemented her fashionable seasonal attire.


    Felipe''s assistant, impably dressed in a tailored suit, addressed her with calcted formality, "Miss Russell, this is a private family matter concerning Mr. Yates. If you refuse to step aside, I regret that we may be forced to take less


    courteous measures."


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