After their intimate moment.

Freya nestled in the man's arms, her mind clear.

"You mentioned sending Ben to detoxify Queeny?"

Freya's porcelain complexion flushed crimson.

Tiny droplets of sweat formed on her petite nose, lending her a dewy glow.

Bradley reached out, gently brushing aside the stray strands of hair from her forehead, confirming, "Yes, she's poisoned with a potent toxin from York Kingdom, different from conventional medicine."

"In addition, Queeny has been using hormones for an extended period to maintain her youthful appearance, altering her body constitution. Without prompt detoxification, it could be fatal."

"Hormones?"

Freya was shocked.

No wonder Queeny's beauty seemed otherworldly; she had been relying on beauty-enhancing hormones.

But the side effects of such hormones were severe, damaging the body with excessive use and shortening lifespan!

"I thought she was quite beautiful, but now it sounds like there is nothing interesting about an artificial beauty who looks like a fairy."

Freya murmured, weakly leaning on the man's shoulder, her eyelashes fluttering.

"Even the most beautiful woman pales in comparison to you! In my heart, you're the most beautiful!"

"You're quite the flatterer!"

"I'm just stating the truth, not trying to flatter you."

He chuckled, playing with her hair.

Her heart swelled with joy; being praised by someone she loved was a blissful feeling.

"By the way, how did you discover Queeny's true identity?"

Freya was still quite surprised.

Queeny turned out to be a princess from York Kingdom.

She approached Ben because of his identity.

Her intention was to manipulate the conflict between the Newman and Logan families, exacerbating tensions for her benefit.

"Gabriel has been investigating Queeny's identity all along. She's extremely cautious, leaving no traces. Initially, her background was untraceable. However, your mention of the man resembling Queeny, the plum blossom hidden weapon, and those black-clothed men with skull masks, clarified everything."

"Solterra had prior business dealings with York Kingdom before. People from York excel in using poison and hidden weapons, and due to their long-term use of hormones, they cannot expose their bodies to sunlight for extended periods. Therefore, people from York Kingdom always wear masks when they go out."

"The plum blossom hidden weapon is a York Kingdom specialty, coated with a poison made from a flower abundant in Solterra."

"What flower?"

Freya asked curiously.

"The One Leaf Needle, akin to the poppy flower in Magniflora!"

Freya narrowed her eyes; it was the first time she had heard of such a flower.

Nevertheless, she had sent Queeny's blood for analysis, and the results would soon be available. Then she could thoroughly study the nature of this poison.

"One more thing, how do you plan to deal with Queeny?"

Since she was from York Kingdom and approached Ben with ulterior motives, this woman was like a time bomb. Keeping her around would only spell trouble.

"Since Ben caused this trouble, let him deal with it!"

"Aren't you worried that Ben will rescue Queeny again?"

It wasn't that she didn't trust Ben, but Queeny's methods were unparalleled, and she possessed poisons and hidden weapons.

She was worried that Ben would be ensnared in the beauty's trap, jeopardizing Bradley's plans.

"I've given him the chance. If he persists, there's no need to keep him."

Bradley had personally nurtured Ben, and his character and loyalty were beyond doubt.

Although he was entangled with Queeny, fortunately, he only revealed his whereabouts and did not disclose his plans.

Because of this, Bradley was willing to spare his life for now.

This time, letting him handle Queeny personally was an opportunity for him to demonstrate his loyalty.

If he remained stubborn, then he couldn't blame him for being ruthless!

Their discussion lasted into the night.

As dawn approached, Freya succumbed to sleepiness.

Bradley left quietly after she fell asleep.

Freya slept until noon, waking up feeling somewhat disoriented.

Matthew and Ella were downstairs playing with building blocks.

Upon seeing her come downstairs, Ella greeted her, "Freya, the results of the blood test are ready."

Freya took the report and gave it a quick glance, her brows slightly furrowed.

The report revealed an unusually high level of γ-hydroxybutyric acid in the One Leaf Needle, comparable to that of the poppy flower.

"Is Queeny still confined in the dungeon?"

"No, Ben took her away late last night."

"Do you know where he took her?"

Ella shook her head. "Not exactly. She was taken away looking disheveled, suggesting she might have been subjected to torture. Ben's demeanor was grim and filled with hostility, indicating that Queeny might be facing serious trouble this time."

Recalling Bradley's words from the previous night, that he handed Queeny over to Ben.

Could Ben truly put aside his feelings and handle Queeny himself?

If so, it spoke volumes about his cold-heartedness.

One moment they could be charming and persuasive, the next they could betray you.

"By the way, can you help me catch a small white mouse or another living creature? I want to conduct an experiment."

Last night, she had drawn Queeny's blood, some of which was sent for analysis, and the rest was retained.

She was intrigued by the potency of the One Leaf Needle.

Ella quickly went to fetch one.

Freya took a blood sample.

After Ella caught a mouse, Freya directly injected blood into it and put it in a cage.

After a while, the mouse began to run around frantically, emitting squeaks.

Ella raised an eyebrow. "It seems this poison not only affects humans but also works well on animals."

"Did you notice? Its eyes turned red."

Freya said, squinting.

She observed the mouse closely, noticing its bloodshot eyes.

"What's happening?"

Freya wasn't sure.

She retrieved the report and examined it carefully.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted.

"Last night, Bradley mentioned that Queeny overdosed on hormones to maintain her youthful appearance. Now it seems these hormones are toxic!"

The mouse's eyes turned red, and it became increasingly agitated, its squeaks growing sharper.

Thinking back to Queeny's condition last night, it was no wonder she was rolling on the ground, begging for help.

The drug's effects were so potent that even if the person in front of her was her own brother, she wouldn't have hesitated.

Freya felt relieved.

Thankfully, she managed to avoid it in time; otherwise, she might have ended up like Queeny if she had been struck by that hidden weapon.

She looked at Ella and told her to let it go.

The sound was too shrill, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

Even her mind was filled with images of her time with Bradley.

Her thoughts were clouded.

Ella also seemed uncomfortable and promptly released the mouse.

"Speaking of which, have there been any updates regarding Ian Logan?"

Despite her focus on the activities of the Logan family, it was a surprise to discover the York family's conspiracy over the past couple of days.