A few days later, at Lambert Group.

Freya was rarely at the headquarters of Lambert Group, because of her job.

Ever since Chris proposed, she was more energetic than ever. And her charisma on stage was irresistible. Quoting from Gavin, "Freya is blossoming in the business at an utterly tremendous speed."

The car stopped in front of Lambert Group, but Freya didn't get off. She asked her manager, laid back, "Candy, who's the owner of Lambert Group?"

"Why do you ask that?" Candy gave Freya with a strange look. "It's our Mr. Brian, of course."

"It's me now." Freya put on her sunglasses and opened the car door. Wearing a 10cm high heels, she got off gracefully, "I am your boss, Mr. Brian's sister-in-law now."

"..." Candy couldn't argue.

Finishing work, Freya and Candy left the office.

Candy quipped, "Why don't you go up and talk to your brother-in-law?"

"He's probably busy." Freya took off her sunglasses. "I would be disturbing if I went up..." Having not finished her sentence, Freya glimpsed a familiar person-Brian.

To be precise, she saw Brian helping a woman, walking out of the company.

She was far away from him so she couldn't see how that woman looked. But she could clearly see the way she leaned on Brian; close and intimate, with her head tilted to his side.

The woman was wearing a suit, so she couldn't see her figure. But those legs under her skirt, they were slender and straight. Freya admitted that her legs were almost as beautiful as hers.

Freya took down her sunglasses and lowered the window. Brian was getting closer, holding that woman. The woman frowned, seemingly in pain and sick. Brian was holding her up, and there was a young girl following them, looking anxious.

"Xiao Zheng, don't start the car yet." Freya stared outside. "I want to see who that bitch is."

Brian carried the woman to the parking lot quickly. Before the woman got in the car, she said something to Brian. But they weren't behaving intimately. After she left, Brian went back to the office.

Candy was there, witnessing the whole scene. "Mrs. Lambert is pregnant now, right?", she said playfully.

"What do you mean by that?" Freya gazed at Candy. "Joanne is 4 months pregnant now."

"Well, I've heard that when the wives are pregnant, a lot of men would..." Candy spoke slowly, deliberately. But it was obvious where she was heading to.

"Brian is not that kind of person!" Freya said convincingly, "That woman could have been his friend or an important business partner. She felt sick and he helped her. A gentleman's gesture. If Brian cheated, there would be not one good man in this world."

"But they seemed more than just partners." Candy asked, "Do you want to alert Mrs. Lambert?"

"Why alert her?" Freya said, "If there is nothing between Brian and that woman, I would be the one who makes the whole thing more complicated."

At the time, Freya trusted Brian very much. But at night, she saw Brian was with that woman in the clubhouse.

She was on a show with the models who debuted with her at the same period. It went swimmingly. The organizer invited them to the club for a celebration, where she happened to see Brian walking into the private room with that woman.

Candy saw it, and touched Freya's hand. "What are you gonna do?"

Given to Freya's bad temper, Candy thought that she would definitely rush into the room and confront them.

Unexpectedly, Freya seemed calm. "Candy, I'll give you half an hour. Can you get me the information of that woman?"

Candy asked a colleague working in the company's headquarters for a bit, and found the information of Miley.

Freya glanced it over and got several key pieces of information.

First, Brian and Miley were in the same college, and they seemed to have a thing back then.

Second, after graduating, she married and got a green card. She stayed in the United States for work. Currently, she returned as the representative of her company to ask Brian for cooperation.

Third, Miley had divorced before she returned.

Freya thought of the way Miley leaned on Brian that morning. She had a bad feeling, "Would it be possible that this woman hasn't been over Brian and is trying to steal him?"

Freya tipped the waiter and asked him to tell her as soon as he saw Brian and Xia Milli coming out.

During the celebration, Freya was absent-minded. She replied slowly to the message that was sent by Chris. Chris thought that she was having a great time and only said that he would go later to pick her up.

At around eleven o'clock, the waiter called Freya out and told her that Brian and Xia Milli had come out.

Freya scanned the empty corridor. "Where are they?"

The waiter pointed downstairs and said, "They took the elevator."

Freya swore and took another elevator to chase them. She made it to the entrance of the club and saw Brian was getting on the car, leaving with that woman.

She stopped a taxi and asked the driver to keep up with their car.

She followed them and arrived at the front door of a five stars hotel which was under the Lambert Group. Freya lowered the window of the taxi, seeing that Brian was carrying that woman into the hotel.

She thought, "Maybe Miley is staying in this hotel. And it's nothing weird for an old classmate to send a lady back to her hotel after the reunion party."

But it had been half an hour since Brian had gone in.

It was late at night. Freya couldn't lie to herself by saying that Brian had sent Miley back to the hotel. Miley had invited him for a coffee out of courtesy and Brian said yes out of courtesy as well.

In the middle of the confusion, Chris called, and Freya answered absent-minded, "Hello?"

"You finished?" Chris's voice was penetrating, coming through from the phone in that windy night. "I'm at the entrance of the club."

"Hmm, I left the club." Freya made up an excuse, saying, "My friend was drunk. I sent her back to the hospital, now I am in front of the hotel."

"Which hotel?" Chris asked, "Tell me the address."

Freya told Chris the name of the hotel, and got off her car, waiting for Chris. Brian didn't come out while she was waiting. And she was struggling whether to tell Joanne or not.

Ten minutes later, Chris's car stopped in front of Freya.

Chris got off the car and Freya slightly looked up, staring at him through the street light. Her eyes were filled with doubts and confusion when she saw him, wondering what man he was exactly.

It was the first time Chris saw Freya gaze at him that way. "What's wrong?"

Freya smiled, "I've drunk too much. It was a little bit unbelievable that you came."

Chris held Freya's face and kissed her. He kissed her thoroughly, neither too fast nor too slow. Their silhouettes were shrouded by the lights. A good-looking guy and a stylish woman; the picture of them was surely pleasing.

After a while, Chris let go of Freya. "Can you believe it now??"

"..." Freya silently threw herself into Chris's arms.

Chris knew Freya too well. He immediately noticed something wrong from her acts, and patted her head. "What happened?"

"Nothing." Freya wrapped her arms around Chris and shook her head slightly. "I was a bit nervous because of the show last night. Now I feel tired."

Chris held Freya with his arm and led her into the car. "You can have some rest as soon as you get home."

After they left, not too long after did Brian come out of the hotel. He changed and seemed refreshed, in contrast to the late night.

Brian told the driver the minute he got in the car, "Hurry up."

The driver drove the car to its fastest speed along the way. Still, when he returned to Prime Villas, it was nearly two in the morning.

Brian opened the door of the bedroom, walked to the bed, and looked at Joanne, who was curled up in the blanket. Her sleeping face was immersed in the faint light. She breathed lightly; obviously, she was in a sweet dream.

He changed into his night wear and lay down gently next to Joanne.

Ever since she became pregnant, Joanne couldn't sleep well if Brian didn't come back. Even though Brian had moved slowly and had been quiet, he still woke her up. "Barely back?"

Brian answered, "Yeah", and hugged Joanne, trying to coax her back to sleep. But then, she suddenly looked at him strangely. "You came back after taking a bath again."

Brian only said half of the truth, "I was in the clubhouse meeting clients."

Joanne smiled. "You must be tired."

She glanced at the electronic clock on her night stand that said two in the morning. She yawned and fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.

Brian stared at her sleeping face for a while, then closed his eyes.

......

The next day, at Chris's house.

After getting back home, Chris didn't forget Freya's abnormality the previous day. He got up early in the morning and kept an eye on her secretly; he found out that she was hiding something. Otherwise, she wouldn't have that tangled expression so frequently.

When eating breakfast, he just straightforwardly asked Freya what was wrong with her and who had to do with it.

Freya did not expect that her secret had been noticed by Chris. But since it was so, it would be better to pick his brain.

She told him the whole incident and said, "I don't want to believe that Brian is that kind of person, but yesterday he stayed in the hotel... for a really long time."

Chris put down his cutlery, and frowned deeply. "I will look into this matter. You go see Joanne after work and see if Brian has been acting weird recently."

"If..." Freya was reluctant to make the assumption.

"It's unlikely," Chris said, "I look into it just to make sure. But It's unlikely that Bo Yan would cheat."

"I certainly hope so." Freya poked at the omelette on the plate. "I told Candy yesterday that if Brian really cheated, there would be no good men left in the world."

Chris swept her over with a cold gaze. Freya was stunned and quickly added, "Of course, there are good husbands in this world, like you!"

Chris was pleased. "Hurry up. I will send you to your work."

As soon as Freya finished her job, she called Joanne. "I'm going to your place."

"With my brother?" Joanne asked.

"He has meeting at night so I'm coming alone." Freya was excited. "Prepare some food for me and wait."