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Chapter 89 Freya's Quest To Meet Ares Finished Freya was unperturbed by the potential consequences. If worst cto worst, she would meet her end at Nathaniel's hands. But what about Peyton and her mother? As dusk fell. Freya donned jeans, a tracksuit, a baseball cap, and a face mask.
Peyton remained behind to tend to Linda, while Freya ventured alone to the underground boxing ring in Leisville Leisville was the most tumultuous part of Saeville and a favorite haunt of the Saeville locals.
Freya's journey began along the bar street, where the faintly audible romantic melodies of singers from both sides, punctuated by the tales of love and conflict between men and women.
wafted The street lights gradually dimmed as she moved away from the bar street. Freya arrived at a building encased in iron frames, resembling a construction project abandoned halfway.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA long line of spectators, dressed in stark contrast to the punk ambiance around them, waited outside to purchase tickets, creating an oddly intriguing scene.
Freya stood amidst the crowd, attracting occasional whistles and offbeat comments.
"Hey, gorgeous! You've got a great figure!" "Darling, you're stunning!" Freya responded with a wry smile. If they could see her face, they would likely recoil in disgust. She made her way towards the two security guards at the ticket gate, eliciting a chorus of boos from behind.
"Hey, lady, don't cut the line!" "Back of the line!" This place seemed to be a hot spot. Freya recalled Jacob mentioning that the owner of the underground. boxing ring was an enigmatic figure who seldom resided in Saeville.
His establishment in Saeville was purely for amusement. She had only recently arrived in Saeville. This place didn't exist three years ago.
No one had seen Ares, except Jacob, who had encountered him a few times. At that time, Ares and Nathaniel were adversaries, and Jacob had met him while siding with Nathaniel.
Freya understood that anyone capable of rivaling Nathaniel must be as ruthless as him, thus deserving the title of adversary.
She was at her wit's end. That's how she ended up here..
She hadn't heard from Jacob. She tried calling him, but his phone was perpetually switched off.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, every step she took was a matter of life and death. But she preferred the uncertainty of an unknown danger over being held captive in Newport Villa by Nathaniel. Search The FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChapter 89 Freya's Quest To Meet Arest Finished Freya took a deep breath and strode forward. She was clueless about the real nof the owner of this underground boxing ring.
She suspected many others were in the dark too. Jacob hadn't even had the chance to tell her Ares' name.
Back then, Jacob had casually mentioned Ares. He believed his protection was sufficient for Freya, and there was no need to seek help from others. He had said it jokingly, but Ares had becFreya's last hope for survival.
Freya approached the security guards at the gate, who stared at her coldly. "Go to the back! Line up!" "I need to see Ares!"
At the mention of Ares, the m expressions of the two security guards shifted subtly. They exchanged glances. One of the security guards whispered to Freya, "Ms. Gomez?"
Freya nodded hastily. "Yes, that's me! I've been unable to get out recently. My friend cto find you.” "Follow me!" A security guard led Freya through a side door, bypassing the main entrance.
Freya followed swiftly, her hands clenched tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably. Gradually, she regained her composure. 238