Joanne was so scared that she was stiff.

She was soberer than ever before but felt her body nailed to the bed. Looking at Brian innocently and helplessly, she looked like a frightened deer.

Brian sighed helplessly. "Idiot."

She blinked and couldn't seem to understand his words.

If he scared her one more time, she might suffer from shock, so Brian had to get up. "You go to sleep first. I'll go take a shower."

Soon, splashes of water rang from the bathroom.

Joanne collected herself and let out a sigh of relief. Silently lifting the quilt, she tucked herself in.

She changed her position. Remembering what happened just now, she smiled.

In any case, Brian would never hurt her.

"Quickly, what else do you like?" She remembered the question she asked him yesterday, and he replied. "You."

He was not joking.

Joanne decided the things to send to him.

Only this gift could beat Rosalyn's club whose price was a six-digit number!

Joanne breathed a sigh of relief after solving the most significant problem right now and fell into a sweet dream.

When Brian came out after a shower, as expected, Joanne had fallen asleep like a carefree child. Moreover, she held his pillow in her arms, looking calm and peaceful.

He walked over, lay face to face with her, and looked at her delicate and beautiful facial features through the faint light of the wall lamp.

Different from when she was little, her facial features were more distinct now, and her skin was like the premium white porcelain without the slightest flaw.

Over the past years, he watched her grow from a ten-year-old child to a mature girl and watched her put on a white coat to become a great medical examiner. He witnessed her blossoming into a flower and her increasing admirers.

Before he married Joanne, he watched her grow during those years but never thought about taking her or dare to think like that.

Now, he felt that he should seriously think about it.

The night was dark as ink, and this night, Joanne had a good night's dreamless sleep.

The next day was Monday, which was hated most by commuters. Joanne took Brian's car to the police station and finally got in touch with Freya.

She pinned the phone between her ear and shoulder and asked Freya while arranging her office desk. "Where have you been these days?"

"I'm busy!" Even so, Freya did not sound upset at all, but very excited. "I've been having magazine interviews, photo shoot sessions, training, and so many other stuff. I didn't stop for a second in the past 48 hours."

"You don't even have the time to answer my call?" Joanne sounded as if she were dissatisfied.

Freya coughed and said seriously, "I missed your call, and I missed your brother's call either."

Joanne was speechless for a moment. "Do you mean I should feel fine after hearing that?"

Freya paused and asked in reply, "Joanne, you must've been very busy with your Mr. Brian these days, right?"

Joanne sounded curious . "How do you know?"

"Otherwise, you should have seen news about me on X! "

Joanne opened X in doubt, and when she saw the trending list, she froze in front of the computer.

When the first season of "Top Model" aired, the ratings were not too disappointing and Freya also done some interviews with a few mainstream media. However, those were only brilliant achievements on her resume, not enough to make her famous overnight.

Nevertheless, in the Internet age, social networking platforms had become the best place to get famous.

Maybe it was by the crew or enthusiastic netizens, someone edited a short video of Freya's performance from the show, posted it online, and commented: The best female guest on the show. At first, I thought she only had a pretty face, but then I found...

Several influencers on X forwarded the video, and it suddenly went viral.

Some tried to find out that when she fell, how many milliseconds it took for her to regain her elegance. Some wondered why she could still walk like a supermodel carrying her shoes; Some people studied Freya's facial expression when she sat on the catwalk floor, trying to figure out why she looked so sexy and at the same time not vulgar at all.

Then, people on the Internet inexplicably started making impressions of her. Some female netizens imitated Freya's expression at that time, and other male netizens even joined in. After getting authorization from those bloggers, a few influencers sorted out some photos for their followers. Those ladies all have white skin and good looks, but they did not seem to have Freya's innate sexiness.

Finally, some netizens commented that because she was Freya, she could be sexy but not vulgar.

After one day and one night, the two words "Freya" swept the Internet like a tornado, even those who did not watch the video also heard of Freya, and the first episode of "Top Model" received more than 10,000,000, hits. Moreover, after watching the interviews, many commented that they had become fans of Freya.

In short, Freya suddenly became famous because of the accident on stage.

After Joanne digested this massive amount of information, she opened her following list to find the first person she followed, which was Freya. Then, she clicked to open Freya's X home page and saw there were already more than 800,000 followers, nearly one million followers, along with a golden shining character "V" behind her account name.

All of a sudden, numerous rumors about Freya were flying on the Internet, and interview pieces appeared everywhere. At the time being, Freya's name was on the lips of everyone.

In this way, it made sense that Freya did not answer her call-

She had so many friends, male or female, and according to her, even if she went broke someday, and unfortunately could not accept Joanne's help, she could still rely on her other friends to lead a comfortable life.

Her friends were already shocked by her turning a model, and when she became a hot topic on the Internet, those friends must have blown up her phone. As for Joanne's and Chris's calls, needless to say, they must have drowned in those missed calls.

Joanne called Freya back and sighed. "Does that mean I'll have a celeb friend?"

Freya seriously agreed. "And everyone knows that I, the future superstar, is your friend."

"What do you mean?"

Joanne typed "Freya" in the search bar, and other texts popped out. The first one was: Freya, Joanne.

She suddenly had a wrong hunch and clicked to search, and sure enough, people revealed her relationship with Freya. Numerous netizens confirmed that they were good friends, and even posted their photos in college online.

If Joanne had only been Joanne, things would be easy. Freya wouldn't find such news relevant at all, but now, Joanne had another sensitive identity: She was now the proprietress of Lambert Group Media Co. , the company that signed Freya.

Therefore, some people began to question if Freya used her connections to get famous, even suspected that she devised the entire campaign and deliberately set up a positive public image.

Such challenges were not suitable for Freya who just debuted. If mishandled, she would have that bad reputation for a lifetime.

Joanne frowned. "Should I ask Brian to handle it?"

"No, if I cover it up in a hurry, then I'll look guilty." Freya smiled like she didn't care. "When so many people know we're friends, it's normal that they see our relationship in different ways. Also, if these rumors really cause any harmful effects, Candy will deal with it. You don't have to worry about it."

Joanne thought about it and decided she was really not in the position to worry about it.

She closed the page. "Good luck in the next episode."

"Will you come next time?" Freya suddenly laughed. "I promise that this time, I will finish the walk and never sit on the floor again."

"Of course, I'll go." Joanne said, "I'll go, even if Brian won't accompany me! By the way, did you call my brother? Yesterday, he looked upset in the golf course."

Speaking of Chris, Freya had a bittersweet feeling in her heart. "Joanne, I think we are not right for each other, 'cause every time we get together, we'll end up in a fight. Things never worked out between us, and we'd fall out with each other every time. We wouldn't talk to each other for a while. Then, we'd return to normal for no reason and fight again..." Freya was getting more and more depressed while saying this. "Joanne, will you quarrel with Brian?"

"We've quarreled several times before." Joanne thought for a moment. "But we haven't since we returned from City Z."

Freya sounded very curious. "How did you do it?"

Sometimes Joanne did deliberately avoid quarrels, but most of the time, it was Brian who tolerated her.

"Well..." Joanne said, "You can let my brother go ask Brian!"

She realized now that some of her previous words and behaviors might annoy Brian. As for the ways to put up with them, she could only let Chris consult Brian in person.