It was a rare occasion for her to be so coquettish.

Bradley felt distressed but also felt fresh.

There are still many things to deal with at hand, but for him at the moment, his wife is the most important.

What's more, she boldly wrapped her arms around his neck.

There was so little fabric covering her body.

And now she sat on his lap, the two were intimately close.

Bradley found it hard to control his emotions, wrapping his arms around her waist, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He lowered his head, his hot and moist lips landing on hers.

Freya couldn't help but tremble, her mind filled with the scene she had just witnessed in that house.

Her face flushed completely.

Bradley's voice was hoarse as he tenderly kissed her, "Freya, are you trying to seduce me?!"

Freya, just closing her eyes, slowly opened them again, her eyelashes fluttering.

"Leo, do you like it?"

That voice, carrying an unprecedented tenderness, caused the man's whole being to stir.

He kissed her deeply.

Like it? How could he not like it?

She was like a fairy, and he liked her very much.

…

Meanwhile.

In the dungeon.

Queeny was tied to a chair, her clothes disheveled.

The confusion in her eyes had cleared, and all her consciousness gradually returned.

She looked ahead, Ben was bare-chested, leaning against the sofa, smoking.

The smoke obscured his face, but his sharp eyes were filled with endless disappointment and pain.

Queeny recalled the tenderness from earlier, then looked at herself, bound and gagged, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.

Men, not a single one of them was decent.

One second they could whisper sweet nothings in your ear, the next second, after they were done, they would immediately deny you.

She provocatively called out, "Ben!"

Ben's gaze remained fixed on her.

He had heard of Queeny's actions.

Initially, he viewed her as a vulnerable woman needing protection.

He was taken aback by her hidden motives.

For the first time in his life, the woman he loved turned out to be an undercover agent.

He laughed self deprecatingly, took a few puffs of his cigarette, and then threw the cigarette butt on the ground to crush it out.

Suddenly, he stood up and walked towards her.

Gripping her chin firmly, he demanded, "Tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me?"

Queeny trembled slightly, her voice plaintive, "Ben, what are you implying?"

"Don't feign ignorance. I know," Ben's grip tightened, his tone icy, "Who is the man you're associated with?"

Queeny pursed her lips, avoiding his gaze.

"You won't say it, right?" Ben pushed her to the ground fiercely, called a group of bodyguards outside, and said ruthlessly, "All of you, play with her until she is willing to talk."

"No, Ben, you can't do this to me."

Queeny had tears in her eyes and looked at him with fear on her face.

Ben sneered, "Let me guess, you were sent by the Logan family to deceive me, to extract information about Leonard's plans from me, then betray him to the Logan Family, and eventually dispatch agents to the capital to eliminate Leonard?"

Queeny shook her head, her voice pleading, "No, I'm not from the Logan Family."

"Then who are you?"

Ben squinted, his eyes filled with severity.

"I… I…"

Queeny tightly sealed her lips, biting them until they bled.

Ben clenched his fists tightly, a chill enveloping his entire being as he was about to give an order.

Suddenly, someone rushed in from outside, whispering something into his ear.

Ben's expression instantly turned extremely grim.

He released Queeny, returning to the sofa, picking up a glass of whiskey with ice on the table, and downing it in one gulp.

"Quincy, that's your real name, right?"

Hearing this, Queeny couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.

Observing her reaction, the smile on Ben's lips grew even more intense.

He raised the glass in his hand and forcefully smashed it on the ground.

"Quincy, the fallen princess of the York royal family, known for her beauty and talent in singing and dancing, was the beloved youngest daughter of King John York! The York royal family aims to restore their kingdom, but they need the support of Solterra's forces. Therefore, they want to take advantage of the conflict between the Logan Family and the Newman Family, to reap the benefits. Am I wrong?"

With a fierce look in his eyes, he continued, "Tell me, what have you learned from me?"

He had known Queeny for six months.

At that time, Queeny was just a dancer at a cabaret.

Lord Dane and his men barged into the cabaret, attempting to take Queeny away. She resisted desperately, but Lord Dane beat her right then and there.

Out of pity, he intervened to rescue her.

Unexpectedly, in gratitude, Queeny offered herself to him.

When he first saw Queeny, he was amazed by her beauty, and thus chose to keep her by his side.

He treated Queeny with great care.

However, he knew his own mission; to protect Leonard, he never mentioned anything about Solterra.

But in an accidental encounter, Queeny overheard him on the phone and learned everything about him.

Initially, he thought it was an accident, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was a deep conspiracy.

He was unsure how many times Queeny had eavesdropped and how many secrets of the young master she had learned.

But from Shadow, he learned that Bradley had been chased several times.

Presumably, this was the news leaked by Queeny.

For the sake of a woman, he almost caused great harm to the young master.

He felt speechless facing the young master, speechless when returning to the Sigelac!

Queeny remained silent.

At this point, her identity had already been exposed, and saying more would make no difference.

Even if Ben was willing to spare her, what about Leonard?

That man was ruthless and would never let her live!

Ben didn't say much, smiling bitterly, and staggered out of the dungeon.

At this moment, Gabriel and Patrick were standing at the door, looking at him indifferently.

"Ben, you're really foolish!"

"Where's Leonard? I want to see him!"

"Leonard is busy now and doesn't have time to see you. He has agreed to hand the person over to you for handling, but you... after settling this matter, you'll have to return to the organization to face the consequences on your own!"

With these words, the two turned and left.

Patrick brought Queeny back and immediately had Ben come over to detoxify her.

The brothers had also spent a lot of effort persuading Bradley to spare Ben's life.

But this was the punishment system for traitors in the Sigelac.

Ben could be spared from the death penalty, but he couldn't escape punishment while alive!

"Please pass a message to Leonard for me. My life was saved by him, and I will use this life to atone for the sins I've committed!"

He was deeply loyal to Leonard, but because of one Queeny York, he ruined his own future.

He was a criminal!

But Queeny must also pay for her crimes!

Ben sighed heavily.

In the dim night, his tall and lean silhouette cast a lengthy shadow.

Gazing upwards at the sky, he uttered in a resonant tone, "It's time to commence."

After lingering in foolishness for far too long, it was now time to wake up from it!