This little woman was like her identity as Poppy; she was full of poison.

Just a simple kiss could devour all his rationality, making him fall for her again and again.

Freya watched his figure gradually disappear through the crack in the door, feeling empty inside.

She didn't tell him that she was going to meet Felix today.

She didn't want to distract him or make him jealous.

Because today, no matter what arrangements her master made, she couldn't be with Felix.

In her heart, there was only Bradley!

Apart from him, she didn't want anyone else in her life!

The sound of footsteps faded into the distance, and the engine noise of a car could be heard from outside.

Freya laid on the bed peacefully.

His presence had filled the entire room.

He had just departed, yet her longing for him had surged like water bursting from a dam, flooding her heart.

She had agreed to meet her master at nine o'clock, but it was only past six, so she could still catch some sleep.

However, every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was his shadow, lingering in her mind.

This overwhelming longing left her feeling restless and confused.

Unable to bear it any longer, she got up, quickly freshened up, and went downstairs.

"Ding!"

A text message notification sounded on her phone.

She picked it up and saw that it was from Bradley.

"I miss you, baby."

Freya felt as if something was exploding in her heart, and she quickened her pace downstairs towards the door.

On the silent street, there was only the sound of the wind on the empty street.

She pursed her lips, held back her tears, and replied, "Honey, I'll be waiting for you to come back and tease me!"

The response to the message came quickly, with just a short sentence that made Freya blush and her heart race uncontrollably.

"Okay, I'll be back immediately!"

As she looked at the message, suddenly the sound of an engine came from ahead, causing Freya to be startled and almost drop her phone.

It's a joke?

Was he really coming back?

Freya stared tightly at the vehicles in front of her, her heart hanging tightly.

The black Maybach had completely shaded windows, so she could not see who was inside.

But this car belonged to Bradley.

Soon, the car door opened.

The leather shoes by Houston glinted coldly in the sunlight, and a pair of slender legs appeared before her eyes. In the next second, Bradley was standing in front of Freya.

The phone slipped from her hand with a clatter.

"Nor... Bradley, didn't you leave just now?"

Freya was surprised, standing dumbfounded in place.

The man approached her, dominatingly holding her slim waist and pulling her into his arms, bending down to lightly kiss her lips, "I did leave, but when I received your message, I felt it was necessary to come back and tidy you up."

Freya blushed.

Only after he left that she dared to speak.

She didn’t expect that her provocation could make him come back!

Now being forcefully kissed, her brain went blank, unable to understand the situation at all.

Bradley's figure was tall and large. When he held Freya in mid-air, her hands could only cling to his neck, pressing all her weight on him.

The kiss came suddenly, but kept heating up, making the people in the car blush and their heart race uncontrollably.

"Bradley, at least consider my status of being a bachelor. I really can't face such enthusiasm in showing affection." Gabriel Rousseau coughed lightly, his usually icy face now blushing.

It was only at this moment that Bradley released Freya.

Freya's face turned as red as a tomato, her lips swollen high, showing shyness and hesitation. She pushed him with a bashful look, "Hurry up and leave. Don't come back again."

Seeing her like this, a deeper smile crept across his lips as he said, "If I don't come back, how will I tease you, huh?"

His tone rose at the end, his sexy and pleasing voice still carrying a hint of playfulness.

Freya blushed uncontrollably, raised her hand and lightly hit him, "I take back what I said just now. It doesn't count."

"But I've taken it seriously!"

He chuckled with delight and then turned back to the car.

Gabriel quickly revved the engine, and the car disappeared rapidly around the street corner.

He's gone. He actually left this time.

Though her heart felt empty, the kiss just now had softened the blow.

She took a deep breath, turned back to the villa and had breakfast. After the meal, she prepared to go to the hotel to meet with her master.

At the moment, Queen Sally was sitting on the sofa, occasionally looking down at her wristwatch.

Go check if Freya has arrived yet. If she dares to be late, prepare a plane immediately. We'll bring this little troublemaker back to Stolan and let that girl come and pick up the person by herself.

Queen Sally was beyond angry.

It's already eight fifty, and she was still not here yet.. She clearly wanted to stand her up.

The bodyguard went out and came back after ten minutes, respectfully saying, "Queen, I didn't see anyone."

"Okay, pack up and let's go back to Stolan."

Queen Sally leaped up from the sofa, her expression looking terrifyingly grim.

She had prepared everything so painstakingly, yet this girl showed no gratitude at all, making her really angry.

The bodyguard quickly finished packing everything, and Queen Sally prepared to go to the next room to pick Matthew up, However, just then, there was a knock on the door.

As the door opened, Freya rushed in, panting heavily.

"Master, I'm not late, right?"

She encountered traffic on the way and had no choice but to abandon the car and run over.

Fortunately, she had learned parkour, otherwise running over a distance of more than ten kilometers would definitely have exhausted her.

Queen Sally snorted coldly, "Look at the time yourself, it's already five past nine."

Freya touched her nose and smiled, "Master, I promise I didn't deliberately come late. There was really a traffic jam on the road. I rushed here to meet you, running all the way. Look at me. I'm sweating all over."

Queen Sally did see it; her hair stuck to her face and clothes soaked with sweat.

She sighed helplessly, "Forget it, it's good that you're here now. Go wash up and get ready to depart."

"Okay."

Freya quickly tidied up in the bathroom and then boarded the plane with Queen Sally.

Leiton Island is a private island. If traveling by land, one would need to take a boat to reach it. Taking a private plane can save time.

An hour later, the private plane landed on the island.

Freya got off the plane and immediately contacted Ella.

"How was it? Did you intercept Felix?"

On the phone, Ella stood guard at the entrance in the wind. She arrived at Leiton Island two hours early and hadn't seen anyone since she arrived.

She said helplessly, "I'm afraid we won't be able to meet, and this trick simply won't work."

Freya ran her fingers through her hair, feeling irritated. "Fine, wait a bit longer. If nobody shows up, then you can go back."

"Freya, who are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, Queen Sally's voice came from behind, startling Freya and she quickly hung up the phone.

She approached Queen Sally and held her arm with a smile, "Master, has Felix arrived?"

Queen Sally stared at her intensely for a long time, vaguely sensing a hint of conspiracy.

"I called him at seven in the morning and said I had arrived. Don't play games with me this time, or else I will sever our master-disciple relationship."