CHAPTER FIFTY- EIGHT

Scarlett's POV

As Freda spoke those words, a sense of determination and purpose washed over me, intertwining with the fear that still gripped my heart. I looked into her eyes, seeing the fiery resolve burning within her, and I knew that together, we would navigate this treacherous path.

"Freda, I understand," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil churning inside me. "We can use their own expectations against them. If I pretend to go along with their demands, they won't suspect a thing. We'll gather the information we need and expose their treachery."

Freda nodded, her grip on my hands tightening ever so slightly. "Exactly, Scarlett. We'll play their game, but on our own terms. We must be careful not to raise any suspicions. They won't see it coming."

Taking a deep breath, I tried to quell the racing thoughts and emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. I needed to stay focused, to channel my fear into a facade of compliance. With Freda by my side, I knew we could weather thi