Freya had not expected the mysterious guest to be Bradley.

She should have realized it earlier. In Solterra, she had no relatives or connections apart from Bradley. Who else would come to her rescue?

Although those policemen did not do anything to her, seeing Bradley still filled her with joy.

"You are my wife. How can I sit back and do nothing if you're wronged?"

Bradley carefully examined her and ensured she was not hurt before letting out a huge sigh of relief.

"I was not wronged. That would be the people who tried to bully me."

With her skills, those people could not even get close to her.

Of course, they came seeking their own demise, and she showed no mercy.

It was just a pity that there were too many people at the time for her. Otherwise, she would have definitely beaten up Selena as well.

Bradley raised his hand to stroke her hair, softly saying, "If you are harmed in the slightest, I will make those people pay the price."

The man's narrow and deep eyes flashed with anger as he tightly embraced her by the waist.

Freya lay in his arms, surrounded by his scent that was both familiar yet not.

The familiar part was the usual faint minty scent.

The unfamiliar part of his scent was the murderous rage lurking beneath everything.

She furrowed her brows slightly and looked up at him. "By the way, how did you make these people obey you? After all, this is Solterra. Do these people obey you or the Logan family?"

Upon hearing that, Bradley narrowed his eyes with something complex lurking beneath his eyes.

Freya was a very clever woman. A single slipup meant his identity would be exposed.

As the Dark Master, he could be considered her superior. Mystica was not like Shadow One, however. Mystica did not work for him.

There was too much red tape around who he was to reveal it all to her at this time.

"While I am here as a businessman, I am acquainted with the chief, so he will not trouble you when he hears that you are my wife."

Freya did not really believe him. "Really?"

"Silly girl, why would I deceive you?" He pinched her cheek and helped her back to her seat. "By the way, I have already met Julia. She said you are a major shareholder of the Julia brand, is that true?"

Freya felt a little guilty and hesitated while wondering if she should confess to him.

After thinking for a long time, she took a deep breath and decided to keep it to herself for now.

"Yes, I invested some money in it and hold a certain share."

"Since that's the case, the Julia brand must not be tainted in the slightest. I will help you handle this matter."

"No need. I have a way to win the lawsuit."

"Frey, can you give me a chance to show my worth? I am your husband. I hope when you encounter difficulties, the first person you think of is me."

Freya looked deeply at him and opened her mouth to say something, but at that moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Sire."

"What is it?"

Shadow One's voice came through. "There is news from the court that several witnesses have voluntarily requested to testify. As a lot of the evidence for Julia's crimes has been obtained, the trial might start early."

Bradley frowned heavily and coldly asked, "What witnesses?"

"All the victims with skin ulceration will testify."

Upon hearing that, Bradley's face darkened even more.

He turned to Freya. "Julia was not willing to reveal your plan to me, but Freya, I hope you will be honest with me about everything. This matter involves a wide range of issues, combined with the consumer unions, I am worried..."

"Don't worry. You just need to wait for the show to start."

Freya gave him a determined look. "Once this is over, I will confess everything to you. Trust me."

Bradley met her gaze. His bright eyes showed no sense of urgency as if there was no danger coming.

He also believed that she had indeed made thorough preparations and would not lose this lawsuit.

Even those who harmed her would pay the price for it.

However, he could not help being a little annoyed that he couldn't do anything to assist her.

"Okay, let's leave here, honey. This is my first time in a place like this, and I feel like bad luck might follow if we linger. After we leave, I'll go get my hair done to ward off any bad luck."

"Alright. I'll have the hairdresser come to the house."

"No need," Freya swiftly replied. "Getting a haircut done at home will bring back bad luck. I'll take care of it outside while you attend to your matters. Don't worry about me."

Bradley's face turned slightly unpleasant.

Bad luck? It was clear she just wanted to be away from him.

What was she busy with, to the point of keeping it from him?

Deep down, he let out a sigh. "Fine. Get home as soon as you can. Don't stay out for too long."

"Okay."

…

After leaving the police station, Freya went to a hair salon but she left through the back door as soon as she entered.

She secretly went to White Fox's apartment and knocked on the door.

"Boss, why are you here so late?"

White Fox hurriedly welcomed her in and checked to make sure no one was following before closing the door.

"Don't mention it. I was just invited to the police station for some coffee."

Freya felt so embarrassed by that.

Mystica, the most formidable assassin in the world, was actually arrested and dragged into a police station by an internet troll army.

Although it was not a big deal, she just felt uneasy about it.

"Boss, you got caught?" White Fox was surprised.

Just who was capable enough to send Freya to jail? White Fox would have to meet them and show her respect.

They were amazing!

"I got caught, and you seem happy." Freya raised her eyes and looked at her with a frown.

"How could I be happy? If you are arrested, I'll be the first to cry. Then, I'll gather everyone from Raven Pavilion to break you out of jail."

Freya did not know what to say.

"Enough of the chatter. Why was Selena here just now?"

"What else? To discuss the plan against you," White Fox said while munching on some snacks.

"She took a photo of my disfigured face, so I specially designed a makeup look just for her. She immediately posted the photo online. I guess the internet must be blowing up right now."

Upon hearing this, Freya took out her phone and opened the browser. As expected, the headline was the first thing she saw.

However, the photo…

Yuck!

Freya could not help but run to the toilet and vomit when she looked at the photo.

It was beyond repulsive.

After vomiting, she rinsed her mouth and said as she walked out, "Don't overdo it. When you appear in court, can you do the same makeup as this?"

"Don't worry. I've been studying this style for a long time. It's a piece of cake for me."

Freya was still worried. For some reason, White Fox did not sound not very reliable. After all, she could not afford any mistakes in this or all the work would have been for nothing.