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    Norah didn’t respond. She left the café, cool on the outside, stormy within.


    Once in her car, the mask fell. Worry etched itself across her face. She locked the doors, rolled up the windows, and ced a call.


    “Miss Russell, awaiting your instructions,” a male voice responded.


    “Cut off all contact with Melvin. He’s pretending to switch sides and betray Freya,” Norah said, rubbing her temples, surprised by how sideways things had gone. “Cancel tomorrow’s ns too.”


    There was a moment of stunned silence, but then came the reply: “Understood.”


    “Dig into Freya Briggs,” Norah added, a flicker of panic rising beneath her words. “I want every bit of information on her. Fast.”


    “Got it.”


    Once the call ended, Norah rolled down the window and reclined her seat.


    Shey there, lost in thought, trying to trace where the dominoes had started falling. Everything had once been tightly stitched, and now it was unraveling thread by thread.


    She had painted herself as harmless, even letting Kristian be with Freya and Ethel during that chance mall encounter—yet none of it had curbed Freya’s suspicion.


    Even during their conversation, Norah had believed Freya was fishing for a confession—until she brought up the past.


    Still, Norah hadn’t cracked.


    Freya might have had a recorder tucked away, and if she admitted to anything, it would’ve been her own undoing.


    After leaving the café, Freya didn’t head back to the office right away. She called Farrah instead, eager to share what had unfolded.


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    Farrah had long wanted to thank Norah for a favor from the past but had never found the right moment.


    Of course, Freya didn’ty everything bare—she just touched on Ashley’s car ident and the bribe involving Melvin.


    Upon hearing everything, Farrah was utterly stunned. “Wait—her? That doesn’t make any sense. I always thought she was genuinely kind, especially since she was the one who helped me make that call back then.”


    It was baffling. Truly beyond belief.


    “I was a little taken aback myself,” Freya admitted honestly.


    “I just don’t get it.” Farrah’s mind couldn’t grasp it. “If she was trying to mess with you, why would she go out of her way to help me?”


    “There are two possible reasons,” Freya had already given this plenty of thought.


    Farrah asked, “What are they?”


    “The first is that she only shows her cruel side to the women involved with Kristian, but aside from that, she’s still got a decent heart,” Freya exined slowly, choosing her words with care.


    If she had a choice, she would rather believe Norah had simply helped Farrah out of kindness.


    Farrah clutched her phone tightly and continued, “What’s the second possibility?”


    “She did it on purpose—she wanted me to have a good impression of her, so that even if anyone ever figured out she was behind it, I’d refuse to believe it,” Freya replied, her voice steady. “She really did seem like a good person when we first met.”


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