Queen Sally glowered at Bradley.

It was said that men who were too handsome were unfaithful.

The man in front of her was outrageously handsome, a guaranteed heartbreaker. How was Freya meant to tame him?

"You have a wife, so you are not worthy of my disciple."

Queen Sally coldly spat out.

Upon hearing that, Bradley's face darkened.

"Are you here to break us up?"

"That's right."

Queen Sally stood firm.

People said a disciple was like a daughter. Freya was her proudest disciple, and she could not bear to see her suffer.

Moreover, with her status, she could have any man she wanted. Why marry a man on his fourth marriage?

"Does Frey know about what you're doing?"

"Freya doesn't need to know. I can decide her marriage for her!"

Queen Sally haughtily declared.

She could easily pass the Celestial Ring to Freya, allowing her to inherit the throne and become a distinguished figure.

Even if Bradley took back Solterra and became its ruler, Freya's status would be far beneath him.

Downstairs.

Ella came back to grab something. As soon as she went upstairs, she saw the notes posted all over the study room door.

She moved closer and gently patted Matthew's back and whispered, "Matthew, what are you doing?"

The little one jumped in surprise, almost letting out a scream.

Fortunately, he quickly covered his mouth and whispered back, "Shush, Auntie Ella."

"Shh?"

Ella blinked.

"An old lady suddenly came to the house. She was very happy playing with me, but then she suddenly changed her mind and want to break Dad and Mom up."

He explained the whole story to Ella.

After contemplating for a moment, Ella walked into the next room and called Freya.

"Hello, Freya."

Freya, who was browsing social media at the moment, had a bad feeling when she saw the call from Ella.

Sure enough, the next second, she heard Ella say, "Freya, something's wrong. Your master came to talk to Mr. Bradley, but now she wants to separate you guys."

Freya was not doing well at all.

Master hasn't left yet?

She even found Freya's residence. Now, she wanted Freya to divorce Bradley.

I just knew it.

Master was stubborn and could not accept a man with wavering feelings.

Although Bradley is not that kind of person, he did have three ex-wives, even if they were in name only. They still counted as failed marriages.

Master must be opposing because she found out about that.

"Is she at home now?"

"Yes, she's in the study with Mr. Bradley. There are already loud noises coming from there earlier. I'm worried they'll end up fighting soon. Freya, you better come back soon and quickly appease your Master."

Silence fell.

Freya let out a heavy sigh.

If she were to appear to just to mediate the fight, her master would definitely think that she had been blinded by love, choosing her husband over her mentor.

"Hey, Freya. Are you listening? Don't forget, your master is a queen. If you unintentionally anger her, it might affect Mr. Bradley's national restoration plan. It could even sour the relationship between Solterra and Stolan..."

Freya massaged her temple and said, "Alright, I'll head back immediately."

After hanging up, Freya glanced at White Fox.

"Are your master and your husband fighting, Boss?" White Fox asked.

Freya flicked White Fox's forehead and sternly said, "Mind your own business. Remember, from now on, you are Julia. Don't give yourself away."

"Got it."

White Fox looked very aggrieved.

She had to play as random strangers and now as Julia. Her face had changed so much that she almost did not recognize herself.

Freya nodded. "I'll be off then."

White Fox weakly waved her hand. "Take care, boss."

Freya did not linger and swiftly left.

Study, Villa.

Bradley and Queen Sally sat face to face. They did not have pleasant looks on their faces.

"Anyway, I don't agree with you two being together. My daughter, Freya, is so outstanding. How could she marry a man with a tainted marriage record and become a stepmother to your son?"

The man narrowed his eyes.

The narrow, cold and deep eyes were full of an icy chill.

"At first sight, I thought you were not bad. But when I found out what kind of person you are, I immediately want to take Freya away, never allowing you to meet again."

"Never allowing us to meet?"

The man's voice was as cold as hell.

Queen Sally was a powerful woman who was well-loved. Why would she ever be afraid?

However, upon meeting Bradley's gaze, she was momentarily stunned.

She was not stunned by his aura, but by his eyes. They reminded him of a certain someone.

However, she only froze for three seconds before she quickly regaining her usual dignity.

In Bradley's narrow, cold and profound eyes, there was no trace of warmth.

He glared at Queen Sally and said in a dark tone, "No matter what you do, Freya and I will never be separated in this lifetime. When I take over Solterra again, I will give her a grand wedding to announce to the world that she is mine."

Upon hearing that, Queen Sally was speechless with anger.

She slammed her palms down on the table and sternly said, "She is my apprentice! Even if she wants to marry, she needs my personal approval!"

"Her mother has agreed to this match. It seems like you has no right to object."

"No right? A disciple is equivalent to one's own child. Do you not understand that?" Queen Sally was furious. No one had ever dared to speak to her like this.

She had never admitted defeat to anyone!

Anyway, she would not agree to let Freya marry him.

Even if he was a prince from Solterra, she would not agree to it, no matter how handsome he was.

Who knew when he would divorce her and marry someone else?

Her precious disciple would not have been stolen away for nothing.

"I only know that Frey and I truly love each other. We are destined to be together."

"You..."

Queen Sally was gnashing her teeth in anger.

She was about to curse him out loud when suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Master, why did not you inform me when you arrived?"

Freya walked in and immediately grabbed Queen Sally's arm.

Luckily they had not started fighting yet. Otherwise, this mess would be hard to clean up.

"Freya, you came at the right time. Break up with this scoundrel in front of me. I don't approve of him."

Queen Sally stood with her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at Bradley.

"Wait. Master, weren't you quite fond of him before?"

"That was before. Now, I don't like him."

"Why?" Freya's head was starting to hurt.

"How dare you ask me why! I helped you search out so many outstanding men, but you did not like any of them. Now, you've actually married to a man with three ex-wives. Are you trying to kill me through anger?"

Freya massaged her temples and helplessly said, "Master, Bradley is not a man with three ex-wives. Although he has three wives previously, none of them were legally married or had wedding ceremonies. Plus, those three women only stayed at Royal Garden Mansion for two to three days before leaving."

"Leaving in two to three days?"