Inside, Freya was also stunned.

She never expected Bradley to suddenly barge in, which scared her into shrieking.

"Bradley, y-y-you... Why are you in here again?"

She accidentally knocked over her bag, which inadvertently triggered Bradley.

This man should at least pay attention to his image. He was a CEO. How could a CEO just casually barge into the women's restroom?

"Are you trying to run away again?" Bradley intently stared at her, striding forward to grab her by the wrist.

Freya was at a loss.

She angrily retorted, "I'm not running away, so please leave."

"If you're not running away, then come out with me. The celebration has begun." Bradley's tone was very bossy as his dark eyes showed no intention of bargaining with her.

He was preparing to sign a contract with Freya and Lance to warn Lance that Freya was his woman and not someone Lance could covet.

Freya pursed her lips.

She had agreed to meet with Michael, and now she was going out with Bradley. It would be difficult for her to escape later.

What should she do?

Michael kept messaging her. She had stood him up on their first meeting, and she did not want to leave her partner with a bad first impression.

"Didn't you bring a lady companion? Just go to her."

A casual remark caused the man's face to immediately change color. A hint of crimson slowly spread in his eyes at almost imperceptible speed.

He pulled her forcefully into his embrace. His voice was hoarse and icy as he said, "You are my only companion. Juliet's appearance is just an accident."

Freya wanted to say something more, but the bright crimson glint in his eyes made her heart tremble.

Was he having another episode?

"My stomach hurts so much though!" She started feigning illness, holding her stomach and moaning softly.

Bradley anxiously picked her up and had her in a bridal carry. "Then, I'll take you home. You don't have to attend the celebration."

"Don't. Aren't you supposed to sign a contract with Cloudstone Corporation? If we leave now, what about the contract?"

"Let Harry handle it."

With that, he carried her out of the restroom.

Freya hugged his neck with both of her arms as she thought about how she could get away from him and meet Michael.

However, in her current situation, it seemed a bit difficult.

"No need. I'm not in so much pain now. I just need to rest for a while."

"I'll carry you to the rest lounge. If you are still in pain, you must go to the hospital."

"No need to go to the hospital. Besides, Doctor Young is here. He can help…"

"Do you want him to help you as a gynecologist as well?" Bradley interrupted her. His voice was icy as the blood vessels in his black eyes became even more pronounced.

Freya shuddered. She had originally intended to ask Xavier to help her get medicine, but he had misunderstood.

"Even if you need to see a doctor, only I can do it. Male doctors won't do."

His tone was very dominant and overbearing as he carried her to the nearby lounge and summoned the bodyguard to speak with him for a while before he turned around and tightly held her.

"Let me give you a massage."

Massage?

Freya's face turned as red as a tomato. The great Mr. Austin was going to give her a... massage.

Before she could recover from her shock, the man's large, warm hand pressed against her stomach through the thin fabric.

His warmth spread to her body, causing a spasm in Freya's stomach and making her blush all the way to her collarbone.

"No need to massage it. It doesn't hurt anymore."

She regretted her response so much at that moment. Why did she have to fake stomach pain for no reason?

"I saw it all. You are, uh, on that."

As he barged into the women's restroom, her purse fell on the ground, and he saw there were sanitary pads inside.

She then complained of stomach pain.

Naturally, he knew what she meant.

When a woman was on her period, cramps were the worst. A little massage would make it more bearable.

"I can give myself a massage. Just sit next to me."

She wished she could dig a hole and hide in it right now.

If she let him give her a massage, who knew what else might happen?

Bradley noticed her shyness and smiled. "You are my wife. I want to serve you."

Freya pursed her lips as her blush grew even brighter. "That's not possible either. There are so many people outside. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw us."

"It's fine. There are bodyguards outside. No one will dare to enter."

The man's deep and pleasant voice was so sexy and alluring that it struck a chord in her heart, making her heart tremble.

As she was in the rain last night, there was a chill in her bones. While her fever was gone, her stomach still ached.

Just to avoid being caught by Bradley, she had run with all her might. Thus, she was hit by stomach cramps.

Now his large palms massaged her with just the right amount of pressure, making her very comfortable. She actually did not want to push him away.

"Juliet is missing. Aren't you going to look for her?" Freya blushed and avoided his gaze as she looked away from him.

"Harry is looking for her with the bodyguards. She won't stay lost."

Bradley was focused on the massage.

It was like he was protecting some treasure, but his dark and mysterious eyes were inscrutable, making it impossible for people to see what he was thinking.

Freya could not push him away, so she let him massage her.

Half an hour later.

She blushed as she left the lounge with Bradley.

The celebration had reached its climax.

Cloudstone Corporation had hosted this celebration partly to celebrate the third anniversary of the company's establishment, and of course, largely to cooperate with Austin Corporation.

Bradley was prepared to meet with Poppy. The two of them were going to discuss potential collaborations while he confirmed her goal for hacking into the Austin Corporation's financial network.

However, as he asked Poppy to restore the surveillance footage, she had countered that she would not be meeting with him that evening and would be handing over all duties regarding the collaboration to Lance.

Poppy had sent him the video.

As he had anticipated, last night he suddenly went mad. The person in his arms was Freya.

As for whether he actually touched Juliet, the video was tampered with and could not be repaired, so the truth remains a mystery.

Still, no matter what happened in the video is, Bradley had already found the answer in his heart, so he did not continue to investigate this matter.

Now, it was time to settle the score with Lance.

Bradley hugged her slender waist and entered the room.

Freya glanced around. Michael said he would stand out in the crowd in a dark blue suit.

However, when she looked up, she met Lance's gentle eyes, and awkwardly smiled at him.

Lance raised his wine glass and nodded slightly toward her.

Freya dared not make too much eye contact with him, as the man next to her already had a dark look on his face.

"Let's go in. I'll introduce you to some people." He took her hand and walked toward the crowd.

Freya struggled a bit before giving him an innocent yet upset look. "I don't like this kind of events. Why don't you go by yourself?"

Bradley saw through her thoughts with just one glance, and increased the strength of his hug around her waist. "It won't take long. Just ten minutes."

Freya bit her lip. It seemed that she could not escape from his grasp.

however, she could not break her promise to Michael.

After some thought, she came up with an excuse. "I'm feeling a bit hungry. I'll go eat something first. Go ahead. I'll find you later."

First, she had to text Michael. At the very least, she should explain to him that she really could not free herself for some reason, and she did not intend to stand him up.