Her Divorce Lawyer Want Her novel Chapter 56

But Liam reconsidered. With Sherri gone, Freya was a raw nerve of grief and fury–poking that bear now would be a disaster.

Credit where it was due: Ryan had a knack for reading the room, balancing timing and priorities like a boss.

They could snipe at each other endlessly when life was easy, but when the hammer dropped, he gave her space to feel it all.

No wonder he was his go–to guy.

Ryan stole a glance at Freya buckled into the passenger seat.

“Where we headed?”

“The Grant family.”

“Which one?”

“The old family estate.”

That meant hunting down Joseph and Madison.

Ryan gave a quick nod and veered toward the sprawling old place.

The second the car rolled to a stop, Freya bailed out and jabbed the doorbell like she was trying to drill through it.

The maid cracked the door, blinking in surprise. “Mrs. Grant? It’s the middle of the night–what’s got you out here? Joseph and Madison are fast asleep. How about tomorrow?”

Freya sidestepped her and stormed inside, beelining for Joseph’s study. She ripped his favorite scroll off the wall and tore it to shreds.

The maid hustled in right behind her and froze, gasping. “Oh my goodness, Mrs. Grant–what on earth? That’s Joseph’s prized possession, a one–of–a–kind from a master artist!”

“Prized?” Freya let out a bitter scoff. “If they’re fine torching someone else’s baby, they deserve a front–row seat to their own going up in flames.”

She turned to Ryan, palm out. “Mr. Reed–lighter?”

“Right here.”

He slapped it into her hand, then folded his arms and settled in to watch the show.

Freya sparked a flame under a painting next, then lobbed the whole blazing mess into Joseph’s art cabinet.

The maid went pale as a ghost. “Mrs. Grant, nol Help–somebody! Fire, the fire!”

Freya strolled over and flung the window wide instead, inviting the night wind to stoke the chaos. The flames whooshed higher, gobbling up every scroll and canvas in the cabinet like kindling.

The maid dove for the shelves, but Ryan stepped in, holding her back.

12:41 pm P P P

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“Tamika, it’s a raging bonfire at this point. Stay put–you don’t want to get singed.”

Tamika Nunez had been with the Grant family forever and knew Ryan well.

“Mr. Reed! Oh, thank heavens–call Mr. Grant quick! He has to get Mrs. Grant under control!”

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“Mr. Grant’s got no sway over Freya,” Ryan replied, lips twitching in a sly half–smile. “And for the record? I brought her here.”

Tamika’s jaw hit the floor. “Mr. Reed, you…”

The ruckus finally dragged Joseph and Madison out of bed.

They shuffled in, bleary–eyed in their pajamas, and skidded to a halt at the sight: the cabinet fully ablaze, with Freya unhooking the final painting from the wall, rearing back to feed it to the fire.

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