Chapter 14

I waved the note. "When was this from?"

Charles looked at my calm demeanor, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes. "I thought you'd be panicking."

I shook my head. "Mr. Soren already warned me that my sister would do some things I wouldn't expect."

I knew Virio couldn't be sure exactly what Freya would do either.

But he was experienced and would react faster than me when dealing with various dangerous situations.

So I guessed Virio was already making arrangements on all fronts.

Charles rested his elbows on the table, hands clasped together supporting his chin, and only spoke after a moment. "This note was from the day the private detective got into trouble. So the person who arranged for the killer to go there that day was actually your sister."

Hearing this, I was finally surprised. "No wonder those people walked straight toward me that day."

"They probably didn't dare kill me at the time, so they went after the detective instead."

I still clearly remembered that day when I was ambushed by them, after the man killed the private detective, he walked toward me.

He was on the phone complaining about why he couldn't just kill everyone at once.

Thinking back made my scalp tingle. "So Freya wanted to teach me a lesson?"

"That's what we thought too. Facts prove she indeed hasn't given up on getting revenge on you." Charles said, then dropped another bombshell on me. "These past few days, Mr. Soren had me observe Freya's every move, and we discovered she's actually been in contact with Camorra."

Camorra?

Of course I'd heard that name.

This organization was enough to strike fear into many people!

Not to mention, Camorra was the Soren family's enemy.

As if seeing my confusion, Charles continued to explain, "We've always had a tradition of monitoring their movements, so getting this information wasn't difficult."

"Your sister is indeed very jealous of you and hates you, but in this regard, she's clearly not as smart as we thought."

When I left their conference room, I was in a daze.

Charles's words to me still echoed in my ears.

They said Freya indeed didn't seem very smart, but she had passed an important piece of intelligence to Camorra.

Freya gave them a very important hint.

A hint that I was special to Virio.

And there was evidence from the recent times he'd protected me.

Although they didn't catch evidence of me sneaking into the study, they also suspected that Virio's sudden visit that day was for me.

Especially when Virio left, he hinted to them that if I didn't come home next, I'd be staying with him.

In fact, I did spend last night at Virio's house.

This had become common recently.

So much so that facing Virio's subordinate Charles, I no longer felt the initial nervousness and shyness.

And the message Freya used this to pass along was that I might be Virio's weakness.

After all, Virio's public image had always been someone who kept away from women and was intimidating.

All his opponents were trying to find Virio's weakness.

Now I, as a newly appeared woman, could frequently stay by his side...

I clenched my fingers.

It seemed everything was developing faster than I imagined.

I had to gain advantages for myself even faster.

That day when I got home, I immediately saw Freya sitting in the living room.

She was holding a magazine, with a ball of yarn beside her.

She seemed to be seriously learning how to knit.

I glanced at her and went straight upstairs without looking away.

But when I stood in the middle of the stairs, she called out to me. "Elvira, you've been staying out all night recently, and when you come home during the day, you don't even know to greet me?"

As she spoke, she was already walking toward me. Hearing her footsteps, I turned to look.

At this moment, I stood on the stairs, looking down at her.

Freya wore a pure white loungewear set, her golden hair styled in a princess updo.

She looked as holy and flawless as an angel.

If I ignored the jealous expression all over her face.

I looked at her, then suddenly smiled after a few seconds. "Seeing you so focused on learning, I didn't want to disturb you."

Hearing me say this, Freya narrowed her eyes and slowly walked up the steps, lifting her skirt. "Elvira, what have you been doing these past few days? You haven't really been staying with Mr. Soren all this time like people say, have you?"

These words coming from Freya's mouth carried a teeth-grinding feeling.

I heard her jealousy toward me, but just smiled. "You're overthinking it."

"Mr. Soren has been very busy lately, often traveling for business. I don't get to see him every day." But when saying those middle few words, I deliberately emphasized them.

Sure enough, hearing me say this, Freya's face became twisted. "Every day? You actually hope to see Mr. Soren every day!"

"You don't deserve it at all, you should immediately be..." Halfway through, she suddenly stopped and covered her face.

Hearing her almost blurt out a curse at me, I crossed my arms and stared at her leisurely. "What were you about to say? What should happen to me?"

I guessed Freya wanted to say I should be hunted down by Camorra.

After all, in their eyes, I was now Virio's weakness.

Perhaps controlling me or killing me could deal a heavy blow to Virio.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling helpless inside.

If I really were Virio's weakness, their doing this would be fine.

But right now, I wasn't at all.

If I really died as Freya expected, wouldn't that be a complete waste?

Freya took a deep breath, and when she raised her head again, her face already wore a flawless smile. "Nothing, I just wanted to say you should have been favored and cherished by Mr. Johnson long ago."

"Elvira, you probably don't know, right? After that incident, he shut himself in at home for quite a while. I heard his wife was very disgusted with him? Did you do all this? Or did Mr. Soren help you from behind?"

Freya pretended to casually fish for information from me.

I just glanced at her coolly. "I can kindly give you a piece of advice."

"Don't ask about things that aren't your business." After saying that, I went straight back to my room.

But today's confrontation with Freya didn't make me very happy.

I needed to speed up my pace.

The plan to sneak into Killian's study was no longer feasible.

The bug I'd installed so far hadn't transmitted any useful information either.

I could only use what I had access to and start systematically checking the family's historical accounts.