Moreover, since the video was abruptly cut off last night, Bradley hadn't bothered to call and explain, leaving Freya even more uneasy.

She even speculated whether his delay in explanation meant he was up to something with that woman, whispering sweet nothings to her.

The more Freya dwelled on it, the worse she felt.

Despite never being one to let her emotions be dictated by a man before, unfortunately, Bradley became the exception.

"Madeline, last night I saw a woman in his office, and she even threw herself at him..." Freya sighed weakly.

She wasn't one to cling onto things, but after falling for Bradley, she finally grasped the meaning of "what's done is done."

Retrieving emotions once given away proved to be truly challenging.

Although she had reiterated to herself countless times that if he truly had another woman, she would divorce him,

the mere thought tugged painfully at her heart.

Madeline reached out, patting her head gently. "If you're suspicious, call him now."

"If he's up to something with that woman, he definitely won't answer."

Moreover, she didn't want to call. If she did, would he even confess?

Madeline raised an eyebrow, reaching for the phone nearby. "If you won't call, I'll call for you."

"Don't..." Freya snatched the phone back. "If he truly cares about me, he'll call me himself instead of me having to question him. Madeline, I've made up my mind. I want to return to being the old Freya, living independently without relying on a man!"

"That's the right attitude."

Madeline glanced at her. Freya had a habit: when she was in a bad mood or preoccupied, she would unconsciously pick at her nails.

Now she couldn't stop picking at them, clearly greatly affected by Bradley.

"Perhaps I can have someone look into this matter for you," Madeline suggested, thinking of a certain handsome face. In crucial moments, this man could still be of use.

She picked up her phone and dialed Patrick.

Feeling troubled, Freya sat there lost in thought. Her gaze occasionally flickered towards her phone, but it remained dark.

After Madeline made the call, about five minutes later, the other party called back.

She answered and returned to Freya, shaking her phone with a smile. "It seems you worried for nothing all night. Your Bradley isn't with the woman you imagined. After that woman threw herself at him, he got angry on the spot and fired her directly. He's now in a morning meeting."

Freya pursed her lips.

So, she had been jealous for nothing last night?

But if it's just a misunderstanding, why hasn't he called to explain?

Freya still felt uncomfortable. She pulled the blanket over her head and said, "I'm going to sleep."

"Please don't. Have some soup first. I woke up early to buy bones and simmered them for over two hours," Madeline urged.

Freya got up, drank the soup, and ate until she was full before going to sleep.

Even if she was angry, she would make sure to feed herself properly. She wouldn't continue wasting time for Bradley and neglecting herself.

…

At the Austin Corporation building.

Bradley had just finished the morning meeting and returned to his office.

Now, he was seated in his chair, his profile supported by one hand, eyes half-closed. Having spent the whole night without rest, fatigue was evident on his handsome face.

Harry was reporting today's financial situation. After finishing, he glanced at Bradley, who seemed indifferent, and asked softly.

"CEO, this is today's financial data. It's strange though. Yesterday's data was all over the place, but today it's suddenly matching up perfectly.

Hearing this, Bradley slowly opened his eyes, bloodshot veins visible beneath. Despite appearing to rest earlier, he hadn't slept at all, and he took in every word of Harry's report.

"Did anyone tamper with the financial system yesterday?" he asked coldly.

Harry shook his head. "I was in the finance office all day yesterday. Except for me, no one else came in."

After a moment of thought, he seemed to remember something. "Right, the finance network went down suddenly yesterday, and it wasn't restored until around two in the morning."

Bradley frowned but didn't say anything. He simply opened his computer and accessed the company's financial network.

As Harry had mentioned, there had indeed been a network outage yesterday for some time. However...

There were traces of intrusion.

With long, slender fingers, Bradley tapped on the keyboard, quickly tracing back to the intrusion marks.

It was strange, though. The intruder had blacked out the financial network, yet they had reorganized all the data.

Who could be helping him?

Bradley stared at the intrusion marks on the screen. The style of this action suddenly brought a name to his mind, and his brows furrowed even deeper!

"There's one more thing!" Harry said nervously, taking out an invitation card from the file and handing it to him. "This is an invitation to the third-anniversary celebration of Cloudstone Corporation. The person in charge sincerely invites you to attend. Would you like to..."

"Decline."

Without waiting for Harry to finish, Bradley coldly rejected the offer, not even bothering to lift his head.

"But, CEO, we've had projects with Cloudstone before, and moreover, the person in charge is offering a high price. Maybe..."

Before Harry could finish, Bradley interrupted him. "If I remember correctly, the person in charge of Cloudstone is called Fenton?"

"Lance Fenton."

Harry had been involved in the Cloudstone contract before, so he had a general understanding of the company's situation.

"Then you should know what kind of person he is. Lance Fenton, the illegitimate son of the Fenton family, acts extremely ruthlessly. Cooperating with him carries great risk. Am I supposed to gamble with Austin Group for just one project?"

Bradley crossed his hands together, leaning back expressionlessly on the leather sofa chair.

In fact, before the incident occurred, Bradley had collaborated with the Fenton family. However, after the Fenton family changed ownership and started acting recklessly, Bradley terminated the cooperation between the two parties.

Subsequently, Lance Fenton independently established Cloudstone, which became one of the top companies in the Magniflora IT industry within a few short years

Lance was involved in both legal and illegal activities, and his methods were extremely ruthless and unconventional. Because of this, when Bradley took over Austin Group again, his first task was to terminate the partnership with Cloudstone.

Unexpectedly, Cloudstone was still unwilling to give up. They deliberately dangled a tempting offer in front of Austin Group when it faced a crisis. This made Bradley suspicious as to whether Lance was secretly collaborating with Arthur.

"I'll reply to them directly, stating that you won't attend," Harry said, turning to leave.

Bradley casually glanced at the invitation card, ready to toss it into the trash.

But at that moment, his gaze inadvertently fell on the name printed on the invitation card, and his eyes narrowed.

"Wait, reply to Lance. I will attend the celebration," Bradley said.

Harry, who had just taken a step forward, immediately halted and looked back at him with an expression of incomprehension.

Meanwhile, Bradley's gaze remained cold as he stared fixedly at the name in the bottom right corner of the invitation card, his brows furrowed tightly.