Twins and Ex-wife

Chapter 97: Freya In the Deathtrap

Freya's white dress was now messily drenched by wine. Covering her breast, she wanted to tidy up in

the restroom while a young waitress came over.

"Miss, we have backups upstairs. You can shift one."

"Okay. Thanks."

The stain was so eye-catching that even though she could clean it in the restroom, the dress would be

too wet to wear. Besides, there was some time before the auction began so that she would change.

After asking for the room number, she went upstairs quickly, clenching the dress over her heart.

Claudia asked Elisa, who was so cunning that she let Emmanuel take two philtres.

One was compelling enough—nobody knew what would Emmanuel do to Freya after taking two.

The plan was infallible. However, Claudia wanted to ensure that Freya went into Emmanuel's room,

secretly following Freya.

It was tranquil on upstairs. Hearing footsteps suddenly, Freya couldn't help but look back.

Bumping into Freya, Claudia kept calm, touched her dress, and said, "What? Are only you allowed to

get a shift? "

It was unworthy to talk to a person like Claudia. Freya glanced at her and then walked towards the end

of the corridor.

The door wasn't closed. Before Freya could step in, a big, greasy hand grabbed her wrist and dragged

her in ferociously.

Claudia couldn't wait to look at Freya being embarrassed, so she would not miss it this time.

She almost used all her strength to push Freya in.

Alisha was enjoying wine when Linda came over. She asked lightly, "The media are informed?" Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"Yes." Linda sat beside Alisha. "No worries. I saw Freyahad been to upstairs. Maybe Emmanuel has

fooled around her now."

Hearing this, Alisha snickered. Emmanuel would be so sensual with the pills that Freya had no way to

escape.

She lowered her head, checking the time. It was more than half an hour later after Freya went upstairs.

Initially, she wanted reporters to take photos of Freya now, but she decided to wait after considering it.

Freya could ask for help when reporters were there. Thus, Emmanuel could not ravish her. Before

destroying her career, Alisha planned to torture her more time.

She was immersed in her thoughts when Linda suddenly patted her hard. "Alisha, Kieran comes over."

Indeed, Alisha turned around, seeing Kieran was coming toward the hall.

He wore a black handmade suit without too many decorations. However, he was always attractive with

his handsome face and tall figure, no matter where he was.

Seeing him, Alisha stood straight, trying her best to be elegant.

She took a sip of wine, touched up her foundation, and then walked to him.

"Kieran."

Her voice was tender like water.

Kieran grabbed her wrist and quickly walked to another side of the corridor, for he happened to have

something to talk to her.

Alisha was excited to see the dark place.

In fact, the upper-class was not as clean as it seemed, and this kind of banquet was a stage for social

climbers.

Most girls tried to be at a higher level through these parties. The dark corridor was a hotbed for them

having sex with people from upper-classes.

Did Kieran also want it?

He looked frigid daily, whereas he turned to like this.

If he were fond of having sex here, she would accompany him every day in the future.

Kieran stopped, and Alisha smiled more shily. She touched his shoulders.

"Do you like here?"

"I like it as long as you like. No worries. I will spoon you well tonight."

She glanced around. Even though the corridor was unobtrusive, people would pass by. As a celebrity,

she would be easily photoed if she had sex with Kieran here, but she would not be reluctant if it were

Kieran.

Thinking of this, Alisha stood on tiptoe with her lips close to Kieran's. "You are mine tonight."

Before her kiss fell on him, she closed her eyes in intoxication but felt her neck hurt, finding Kieran

pinched her hard.

Alisha glared at him in astonishment. "What are you doing?"

"Tell me. Who on earth was the woman that saved me five years ago?"

Kieran fixed his cold eyes on her as if he would freeze her.

Alisha was frightened. How did he ask suddenly? Could he have known that it was Freya, and Jaden

and Jayla were his kids?

Immediately, she knew it was impossible, or else he wouldn't ask the question.

Alisha calmed down and asked in the grievance. "It was me. I have no idea why you ask it."

"Don't lie to me. You got an abortion that night."Kieran was annoyed. Bradley had figured it out, and the

hotel didn't keep any videos then. Only Alisha knew the truth.

Hearing his words, Alish was stunned. He actually had investigated the car accident and the abortion.

"I give you only one chance. Say. Who was the woman?" No soon, Kieran added, which he thought

impossible, "Was she Freya?"