Chapter80:

Freda's POV Sitting in the dining and playing with my lunch as I could not concentrate on the meal. I lacked appetite as I could not get my mind off the thoughts of what had been happening in the mansion for the past few months. The past few months have been quite challenging for me, especially with the presence of Hardin's girlfriend in the mansion. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm my racing heart, knowing that she could show up any moment from now and start to ferment troubles. What I still don't understand is why she was troubled by my presence in the pack house. “Look who we have here.” I suddenly heard, and I jolted from my reverie. Who else could it be? If not Shelby. I thought as I tilted my head to look at her. She approached me slowly, clapping her hands as she came closer. “Shelby, not today. I am not ready for all these shenanigans.” I said in a sharp tone as I tried to stand up from the chair, but she held me down, sitting on the table to face me while placing her le