In Maze of Time Cafe.

Maya, who had not appeared for a long time, showed up here.

"Has Freya noticed you?" She asked the girl sitting opposite.

Kaylee was a little nervous, tightly clutching the edge of the sofa with both hands. "No, she never noticed me." It seems... she believes that her high heels accidentally broke in the first round."

"She looks smart, but turns out so stupid." Maya lit a cigarette, and disdain was all over her delicate and beautiful face.

"What... what about the thing you promised me?" Kaylee looked at Maya. "I promised to help you break Freya's high heels on condition that you'll help me be the winner. You won't break your promise, will you?"

"Don't worry." Maya elegantly puffed on the cigarette, "I am planning step by step, and Freya will soon ruin her name." I will tell the network and you'll be the winner."

Kaylee, a fledgling young woman, gradually realized that she was working with an extremely horrible.

However, she already made a deal with the devil, and she could not stop just because she wanted to.

On Friday, Top Model's sixth knockout round began as scheduled.

The current situation was obvious. Freya had seized half of the championship trophy, while others could only compete for the runner-up position or the third place. Naturally, other girls had been dissing her in private but sucking up to her in public.

"Freya, with your current momentum, you will be able to make a big splash!" A constant model said half-jokingly and half-heartedly, "Don't forget our sisterhood when you get famous."

Freya couldn't quite remember how she became their sister, but hell, anyone could act, couldn't they?

"It's too early to say that." Her humility was just right. She was not self-deprecating, and still, maintained her natural pride. "I'll share with you when I hit the jackpot."

"Hey, Kaylee!" Someone noticed Kaylee walk in with her 15-centimeter high heels. "Come on, we are chatting."

Freya, who was surrounded by a group of fully-dressed models, looked at Kaylee.

She did not forget the thing the girl did to her.

With one glance, she really didn't look like that kind of person.

Kaylee did not know if she was imagining things, but she couldn't help thinking that when Freya glanced at her... that woman had almost seen her through, so she flustered and excused herself.

The live broadcast would soon start. Now, after rounds of elimination, only six of them stayed on the show. Tonight, they'd eliminate one more, so every constant acted very carefully, for fear that their luck would come to an end tonight.

After the show, Freya dialed a number. "I will send you a photo. You will find out who the girl has seen recently, especially people I know."

Freya lived for more than 20 years and her friends were all over the world, but she also had many enemies.

Before the first round, she and Kaylee did not know each other or each other's strength. It was strange that Kaylee stabbed her in the back.

So she had long suspected that someone was behind Kaylee.

She had a lot of "enemies". If she wanted to find out the mastermind behind Kaylee, she could only facilitate her powerful personal relationships.

After the other players finished their walking and interviews, the host announced the results of the game tonight as usual.

Without any doubt, Freya won first place. The cheers of the audience sounded through the roof. Congratulations hit Freya like tide waves, while Freya coped with ease, generously and decently, quite like a real champion.

After the show, Freya changed back into her clothes and left the TV station in Candy's car.

The car drove to the intersection where they pulled off last time and was stopped again.

But this time, Candy had realized and did not panic anymore. She directly signaled at Freya. "Get off."

Freya looked in disbelief. "As my manager, why are you abandoning me like this?"

"Oh..." Candy unfastened the seat belt on Freya. "Compared with your life, I think my life matters more!"

Freya looked out of the window with a bad hunch, and sure enough, Chris was already standing there.

"Coward!" She acted dissatisfied and got out of the car. However, when she turned around and saw Chris, she smiled. "I took first place again. As my boyfriend, shouldn't you celebrate?"

"Go home first." Chris pulled the door and shoveled Freya in. He fastened the seat belt for her and dangerously leaned closer to her. "When we get home, you can celebrate however you want to."

"..." Freya dryly smiled and didn't feel cheered up at all.

Chris closed the door and turned back to the driver's seat. The two headlights of the car illuminated somewhere farther away, and the car disappeared under the bridge in a short time.

They did not notice a telephoto lens that had been focused on them.

"Tut-tut, Chris gets along quite well with this woman." The experienced paparazzo put away the camera and put out his cigarette. "Do you think that they're in a relationship?"

"Whatever." Another paparazzo said, "When I covered it, it'll be a secret carnal trade. Didn't the source say that she wanted Freya to be ruined? And we have to make it a scandal to satisfy both sides."

"When will we cover it? I'm itching to cover such big news, and that source..."

Before the experienced paparazzo finished, his partner's mobile phone rang, who signaled him to shush and picked up the call after checking the number.

The person at the end of the phone only said one sentence, "The game is almost over, you should release the news."

When the last sound just rang, the source hung up the phone.

The next day.

Today, Freya was ordered to take a day off. She let her sleep at will, but the ringing phone interrupted her dream.

Looking at Chris who was in sound sleep next to her, she quickly turned down the ringing and sneaked to the balcony of the living room to answer it.

"Freya, Freya!" It was her buddy who she had asked to investigate Kaylee. "Guess what I found!" Awards for the winner."

Freya rubbed her sleepy eyes. "You found that you have a gold mine in your home and want to gift half of it to me?"

"... I found Maya! The one who wants to steal Chris from you!"

Freya's hand paused, and she instantly sobered up. "What have you found?"

"Maya knew Kaylee! But they've met only twice. The first time is several days before the first game of Top Model, and the second time is several days ago. They met for the first time at such a coincidental time. Do you find it suspicious?"

Between all the flashbacks and memories, Freya gradually figured out the unsolved puzzles on her mind.

She once thought that she and Kaylee had never met and had nothing against each other. Thus, Kaylee had no reason to target her.

But when Kaylee and Maya knew each other, all of this made sense.

The real mastermind behind the scenes may be Maya.

In the middle of her thinking, Freya was suddenly clutched by someone from behind. Chris's warm breath sprayed on her neck. "Who's calling so early?"

"A friend." Freya hung up the phone and turned around. She hesitantly looked at the man in front of her. Though in pajamas, he still looked so handsome that people couldn't ignore him at all. "Chris..."

"What?" Chris stared at Freya, and he was obviously not into talking to her right now.

"Have you seen Maya lately?"

Chris's pupils contracted, and the fantasy on his mind suddenly went away. "How come you asked about her?" She found out that he went to see Maya that day?

"Nothing, just... suddenly, I remember her." Freya pretended casual and asked, "Why did she resign from your company?"

She suspected that if Maya was taking revenge on her since Chris dismissed her.

Having that in mind, Freya missed the fleeting hesitation at the bottome of Chris's eyes.

"I told her that we were impossible, so she resigned in a few days." Chris changed the topic. "Do you suddenly remember Maya, or suddenly feel jealous?"

Freya let out a "tsk" and went to the bathroom with a scornful look. "I don't even have a love rival named Maya!"

It was so degrading to get jealousy because of Maya!

However, according to Chris's words, Maya was highly likely to be taking revenge on her.

How to do?

Should she ruin Maya or hand her over to Chris?

Behind her, Chris's gaze gradually grew darker.

The moment she closed the bathroom door, Chris returned to the bedroom to dialed Jack's number on his phone, asking Jack to confirm that if Freya had already begun to suspect Maya.

He understood Freya, who easily forgot things in the past, and she could never remember Maya at this time.

She must have found something.

Freya washed and pushed Chris into it. "I am going to help you prepare clothes!"

Usually, she'd muddle through everything Chris told her to do, but was only enthusiastic about this one thing, mixing and matching clothing for Chris.

Was there a saying that when you mixed and matched clothes for your boyfriend, he'd look like totally yours from head to toe?

Chris changed his clothes, and Freya smiled, very satisfied. "I want to eat ramen!"

Chris put on the apron, took out the semi-dry ramen from the refrigerator, prepared the soup and the side dishes to start cooking.

When he cooked in the kitchen, he looked just like when working in the office, decisive and quick, and he made two bowls of ramen noodles soon. The fragrant soup, the thin noodles, and the thick beef, sprinkled with floating shallots above the noodles, greatly whetting Freya's appetite.

"Chris, when my dad does not agree on our marriage, you will conquer him with your cooking!" Freya hurried to drink the soup, closed her eyes to savor it, and even slowed down the speed of her talking. "My dad said that he admires the man who can both work and cook the most!"

Chris also made fried eggs and picked one for Freya. "I only used my cooking to conquer you."

Freya slurped her noodles, "I can sing 'Conquer' for you right now!"

Chris. ""

"But seriously-" Freya looked at Chris. "I sounded my father on our relationship. The chances he'll say yes are very small. What are you going to do?"

"Does your father still want you to marry Travis?" Chris asked straightforwardly.

Freya was stunned, and for the first time in front of Chris, she lost her pride and feebly nodded.

However, Chris's reaction was beyond her expectations.

"Don't worry." Chris smiled and said, "Your dad won't mention that Travis in front of you soon."

"Can you do that?" Freya felt unbelievable. "What are you going to do?" Kill him?"

"I'm not that violent type." Chris smiled mysteriously, "You just wait and see."