Chapter 183

Lately, he couldn't sleep well at all. So, he started thinking-maybe it's that curse Freya Livingston threw at him kicking in? Otherwise, why would he and Fiona Livingston suddenly stop being happy, just like Freya warned? Why were they constantly arguing? Why was his business slowly going downhill? Why did he always feel so drained, like something was sucking the life outta him? Maybe fate really had its way of messing with people. That's why Victor Carlton came here so early in the morning-to pay respects to Freya, hoping to smooth things over and help her soul move on. Maybe then, she'd stop messing with his life. Vanessa Brooks' face turned cold the moment she bumped into Victor here of all places. This man, of all people, came to visit Freya's grave? Clearly guilty of something. She slowly turned around, her eyes sharp and icy. "Yeah, I knew Freya. We were close. But you? Didn't you already move on to someone else? What, now you're feeling bad? Had a guilty conscience lately?" Bam