With Ella's presence, she helped settle everyone in the villa before joining the fight.

A lot of the people Ian sent were injected with poison, resulting in bloodshot eyes and brutal, decisive behavior.

With a large number of personnel, the entire villa was soon surrounded.

"Ella, watch out ...."

A man from behind wielded a knife aimed at Ella.

Xavier shifted and kicked out with his long legs.

He kicked the man away and pulled Ella close.

Out of nowhere, someone came at Xavier from the side, slashing at his arm.

The pain hit him like a ton of bricks, and blood shot out like a fountain.

Xavier tossed the knife in his hand, slicing the man's neck clean.

Blood spurted everywhere, staining Ella's hands crimson.

Her eyes went red.

Just as she was about to check his wounds, the enemy didn't give them a break, swarming in to attack.

This time, Ian left them with no way out, sending in a bunch of people.

And ... it was the 'Beast Army'.

These people had empty gazes, strong killing intent, resembling puppets devoid of any spark of life in their eyes.

More blood spilled, fueling their fury even more!

When Freya dashed back, she caught sight of this crazy scene.

She frowned deeply.

With the silver needle in her hand, she flicked them all out.

Soon enough, several folks hit the dirt.

"Freya, you're back!"

When Ella saw her at that moment, all the anxiety that had been weighing on her all day melted away.

Freya shot her a smile and said, "Sorry for stressing you out."

After she spoke, she flicked the dagger in her hand.

The 'swish' sound of the blade cut through the chaos.

Because Freya showed up, Patrick wasted no time sending word to Bradley.

At the same time, Ian himself led his crew over.

And guess who tagged along? Steve himself.

"Funny how fate brings us together once more."

Steve was also incredibly surprised.

When he left, he made sure to leave some poison incense behind in the villa.

The place was right by the mountains, so when the snakes smelled the fragrance, they would all come slithering out.

Even if Freya's skills were exceptional, she wouldn't be able to fight off that many snakes.

Could it be that the venom lost its effectiveness, and the snakes weren't attracted out?

Steve stared at Freya tightly, whose face was filled with confidence. Even when she looked at him, there was a mocking smile in her eyes.

He had already bailed, but he just couldn't let it go, so he came up with a plan to team up with Ian.

To everyone's surprise, Ian decided to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of Leonard and joined the fray.

What a coincidence, he crossed paths with this woman once more!

"Steve, you've slipped away a few times, but this time, I'm curious to see where you'll run."

She was still unsure whether to send people from the dark web to finish off Steve completely.

It was unbelievable how he chose to enter hell where there was no way out, despite the easy path to heaven.

If they let him slip away this time, they would be blowing the chance that fate handed her.

Freya wasted no time and swiftly moved to attack Steve with her dagger.

Even though the poison on Steve's body had been neutralized, he didn't want to fight with Freya because she was so powerful.

So, his first reaction was to run away.

"The dignified Prince of York Kingdom can't handle the heat, huh?"

Watching him about to make another escape, Freya laughed mockingly.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Steve's eyes. He stepped back two paces, then a group of people stood in his way.

"Kill her for me!"

If he couldn't have her, might as well destroy her.

Having this chick around would just trip him up.

So, she had to go!

Soon enough, a bunch of folks rolled in, aiming to kill Freya.

After all the rushing and sleepless night, Freya couldn't hide her worn-out appearance.

All this grappling wore her down, and her energy started to flag.

Steve clearly spotted her situation. He moved suddenly, and a plum blossom hidden weapon shot out, piercing her back.

Freya felt a stab of pain shoot through her heart, her hand that was holding the dagger paused slightly.

Next thing she knew, another group of people surrounded her.

Couldn’t even care about the wounds in her back, she swung her long legs, kicking a bunch of people flying.

Meanwhile, Steve just chilled in the back, watching from a distance.

If this woman was his, he wouldn't worry about his grand plans.

Unfortunately, she turned out to be Bradley's girl!

With so many people crowding in, Freya was quickly overwhelmed, getting cut up left and right.

She knew she had to act fast.

She couldn't keep it up for much longer.

She retrieved the final silver needle, narrowing her eyes as she focused intensely on Steve.

This was her only chance.

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot filled the air.

Freya suddenly felt a pain in her calf, causing her to fall forward.

As she collapsed, the silver needle in her hand flew towards Steve.

But, in the end, the needle missed its target.

"Freya …."

A familiar male's voice hit her ears. Freya pushed herself to open her eyes, catching a glimpse of a slender figure passing by.

Next thing she knew, she was wrapped up in a warm hug.

A weak smile formed on her lips as she softly murmured, "Leonard ... He is Steve, kill ... kill him."

Whatever happened, Steve must not be spared.

Of course, Ian had to die too!

Right now, Ian was chilling in a private jet, peeping through a telescope at what was going down below.

When he spotted Bradley and his crew heading back, he wasted no time calling for a retreat.

Pretty soon, everyone from the Duke's Palace dipped out of the villa.

But as soon as they stepped out, Patrick blocked them right then and there.

Steve also felt something was wrong and turned to make his escape.

Unexpectedly, Ian's plane had taken off ahead of him, leaving him stranded.

He stomped his foot in frustration, "What kind of top-tier Duke? Just a cowardly wimp afraid of death!"

Just as he finished griping, he felt something hard press against the back of his head.

He freaked out and threw his hands up, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

In a split second, a massive force smacked him from behind.

Before Steve could even blink, he got tossed hard.

As his body hit the wall and landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood forcefully.

Bradley was seething with rage, clutching Freya and marching over to him.

In a flash, a leg swept in, and Steve got pummeled like a tornado.

This person had the nerve to desire his woman.

And even dared to hurt her!

Steve heard the sickening crunch of his ribs breaking.

The excruciating pain became unbearable, and he eventually passed out.

Only then did Bradley ease up.

He called for Shadow to come over and tie the guy up.

Then he scooped up Freya and carried her into the villa, blood staining his black windbreaker.

His voice shook as he whispered, "You're safe now. That jerk's been nabbed, he won't get away with it!"

Struggling to keep her eyes open, Freya gave him a weak grin, "You finally got him ...."

She blacked out before she could finish her sentence.