Chapter 89 At Jim's Mansion

• Freda's POV
• I woke up feeling a bit relieved as I sat up on the bed. I yawned, stretching my arms as I stood up from bed, exhaling rapidly. My eyes went hazy for a moment before I started to see clearly. “Training!” I whispered as soon as I remembered that I was training myself against a death match. I hurried and walked into the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for the training. In no time, I was done bathing and I came out of the bathroom. I quickly wore my training kit and dashed out of the room to the training center.
• I arrived at the training center and began my training. My mind wandered off to the last training session I had with Shelby that led to a fight, and I paused, trying to shake the thought off my mind. I continued my training as I was determined to be strong and powerful. Suddenly, I started to hear some footsteps approaching, and I stopped, tilting my head to look at who was coming. My gaze suddenly fell on Hardin as he walked slowly towards me, with his hands held behind him. I wonder what he was doing here again.