Owen knew James well. James had excellent manners and had always been a clever and diligent boy. More importantly, he had a gentle and refined temperament. How could he possibly do something this immoral?

If it were Ethan, he would believe it though.

"Dad, Freya is not feeling well. As her sister-in-law, I should check on her."

Lydia wanted to walk into the room, but Bradley refused to move away. That made her even more convinced that something fishy was going on.

Susan was panicking. Lydia had said James was in trouble and doing something inappropriate with Freya in the villa.

James had always been an obedient child. He would never do something that improper.

While she could not see what was going on inside the room, Bradley's sullen expression indicated that something had happened.

At that moment, Susan could only pray in her heart that James would not do anything foolish. Otherwise, his reputation would be ruined for life.

"There's no need. Freya doesn’t want to see anyone."

Bradley had deliberately said that while constantly looking back at the bed with icy, dark eyes.

"Bradley, your mobility is limited, so it's impossible for you to take care of everything. Come, now. It's my duty to help you."

Lydia was glaring at the room. She could vaguely see the mess inside the room, but Freya did not move from the bed. It was clear she was exhausted.

It was a guess before this, but now she was absolutely certain that something had happened before they arrived.

Lydia must get into the room. With how far things have escalated, she could not just give up.

Bradley motionlessly sat in his wheelchair, not intending to let Lydia into the room.

After a while, he said, "No need to trouble yourself, Lydia. I will go and carry Freya out. She finds the bed in this room too small."

Freya, who was just lying there in the bed, was speechless.

When did I ever say that?

From the beginning to the end, he had been implicitly telling everyone that something had happened between her and this "scoundrel".

While it was how he provoked the enemy to act, it made her feel very embarrassed.

Just as Bradley turned around, there was a series of shocking sounds that came from the room next door.

Everyone present had done it before, so they knew what those sounds meant.

They all turned to stare at the door.

Lydia's face had twisted into an ugly look. This voice…

Why does it sound like Arthur?

When she looked for Arthur, he was not in his study. Now, the sounds made Lydia's heart race with anxiety.

Owen had an ugly look on his face as well. He could tell that the voice belonged to Arthur.

Then, a woman's moans could be heard.

The man's road made Lydia certain that the man inside the room was Arthur.

Bam!

The realization shocked Lydia. No wonder she could not find him anywhere. He was actually fooling around in here.

Lydia's entire being was trembling. Without hesitation, she charged over and banged on the door.

"Arthur, you scoundrel! Open the door now! Hand over that minx!"

Meanwhile, Bradley had carried Freya out of the room. They silently watched the drama unfold.

The door remained closed while the sounds kept getting louder. It sounded like they were having a great time in there.

That made Lydia beside herself with desperation. She forgot all about maintaining her image and shouted, "Arthur, if you don't open the door, I'll divorce you!"

The couple inside were so engrossed with their own activities to pay attention to her.

Owen was getting on in age, so he could not stand such intense noise. Furiously, he swung his cane and ordered Brian to kick the door open.

Bang!

With a few loud bangs, the door swung wide open.

The room was brightly lit with the passionate couple in bed completely ignoring the newcomers as they kept going on at it.

Freya could not see what was going on, so she stretched her neck out.

"Do you like watching this?"

When she realized what Bradley had whispered to her, she instantly turned bright red.

Before she could say a word, he continued, "It's fine. Learn from them. We can do this too."

That embarrassed Freya. Just what is he saying?

More importantly, she was on his lap, so she could sense the looming danger. That made her even more embarrassed.

"Put me down. I'm fine now!" Freya lowered her head, not daring to look at him as she shoved at his chest with her hand.

The sight of her red earlobes made Bradley's lips slightly curve in a nearly imperceptible smile.

His wife was simple and pure, indeed. She was like a flower waiting to bloom. Despite her immaturity, she enticed others into behaving badly.

"Brian, pull Arthur away from that woman. We cannot let him actually do anything to that maid."

Brian had not expected to come across Arthur going at it. He was stunned for a while, until Lydia's tearful shrieks echoed in the room, finally causing him to snap back to his senses. He hurriedly ran over and grabbed Arthur away.

Furious that he was interrupted, Arthur swung a fist at Brian.

Fortunately, Brian had quick reflexes. Otherwise, he would have lost a few teeth.

However, because Brian had let go, Arthur succumbed to the effects of the drug once more. All he could think about was doing that, so he crawled back onto the bed.

Owen was beside himself with fury. He moved to swing his cane at Arthur, but Brian stopped him. "Dad, he has lost control. If you go at him now, he might hurt you."

Men in heat were way too fierce. Arthur was going to hit Brian. With how old Owen was, there was no way Owen could withstand the beating.

Brian had to admire just how strong Arthur was. Lydia was even in the room. Did Arthur not know his limits?

"Get me some water. Let's make him sober up!"

Owen was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot. What a shameless beast! The apple did not fall far from the tree.

Brian quickly brought some water and splashed it toward Arthur.

The cold water finally brought some sense back to him.

When he saw what was happening, his eyes went wide in disbelief.

"Lydia, hear me out…"

Smack!

Before he could finish his sentence, Lydia slapped him across the face with a rage and hatred that made her want to burn the world. "Arthur, you keep claiming you only love me, but now you're actually doing it with her…"

This was the servant she had sent to deal with Freya, now she was in bed with Arthur.

It was clear that they had been tricked.

Lydia did not just stop at hitting Arthur. When she saw the maid about to move into Arthur's arms, she grabbed the maid by her hair and slapped her several times.

The beating made the maid's vision swim, and it finally sobered her up.

After a moment of confusion, she looked around with wide eyes.

"Aah!"

The made covered up her body while she continued to shriek.