NovelBookChapter 866: Greta gave a crooked smile and lowered one finger. too." Trent and Ellis followed, each bending a finger in turn.
Back when Freya had revealed her own skills with hacking, the others had begged her for lessons. Out of all of them, only Frederick had actually stuck with it.
"Did you guys even learn anything?" Frederick glanced around, confused. "Do you seriously know how to hack?" "You said we had to learn it, not be any good at it," Greta shot back with a playful grin.
Frustration flickered across Frederick's face. He should have chosen his words more carefully.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBy the end of the round, only Freya and Kristian still had all their fingers up.
Kristian's eyes lingered on her, his expression sharpening. So, Freya hadn't studied hacking? "My turn," Greta said, stepping in before anyone could press Freya further. "My hair's longer than shoulder- length." The group groaned collectively at the easy prompt.
Freya quietly lowered one finger.
Trent kept his expression neutral for his round. "I've won every case I've taken to court." "Ghosts don't scare me," Kristian said, bending a finger. His eyes flicked toward Freya, watching her more intently than he let on. Frederick, Trent, Greta, and Ellis followed suit, each bending a finger without hesitation.
In a flash, all eyes landed on Freya.
A shadow passed over her beautiful eyes. If she bent her finger, Kristian would start putting the pieces together. But if she didn't, the others, who knew she wasn't the type to fear ghosts, would see through it and question her honesty. That would kill the rhythm of the game.
Find it at galnovдls.co "Freya," Frederick leaned forward, eyebrows raised. "You don't fear ghosts, so why aren't you bending your finger?" Greta added, nudging her lightly, "Yeah, what's the holdup?" Nobody noticed anything strange.
They assumed Freya was spacing out or being playful, perhaps even trying to avoid getting stuck with the penalty.
After a brief silence, she slowly bent her finger.
Kristian kept his finger bent, locking eyes with her. "Freya, didn't you say ghosts used to scare you?" Ellis turned to him immediately. His reaction was automatic. Something about Kristian's tone didn't sit right with him. His instincts flared.
"I used to be unafraid, but that's not how I feel now," said Freya without missing a beat.
"Con, Freya. It's your turn!" Frederick clapped once, trying to shake off the tension.
"I'm in bed by ten most nights," Freya said, straightening up and giving a simple answer. No one lowered a finger. Everyone in the group was a night owl anyway.
When Ellis's turn caround, he glanced at Freya before speaking in a casual tone "I've told someone I had feelings for them—but only as a joke.” Freya raised her eyebrows. "Wait. You're actually into someone?"
"Seriously? You've been keeping secrets from us?" Frederick raised his brows and smirked.
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