A senior leaned close to Agni and whispered, "Agni, there’s no one inside. Maybe Felix has already left."

"That’s impossible. Once the arrow is shot, it can’t be easily taken back. Felix must be here," Agni insisted.

This was Freya's room, so he didn't dare barge in to find Felix. He hesitated and only kept peeking inside.

After a quick look around and seeing no one, Agni gave up.

"Apologies, Ms. Lawson. It seems Felix is not here with you," he politely said as he led his disciples out.

Only then did Freya sigh of relief and say to the man hiding behind the curtain, "They've left; you can come out now."

Bradley walked out from behind the curtain, his lower body only covered by a sheet.

Freya blushed. "You should … get dressed and leave too."

The man approached her and hugged her from behind.

"I’ll stay a bit longer," he murmured, nuzzling her neck with a tenderness in his eyes.

Freya let him hold her. The recent separation made them appreciate their time together more.

Half an hour later, Bradley finally left Freya's room.

Agni sat on the corridor beam, feeling sad after losing a bet.

When he spotted Bradley approaching, he jumped down to block his path.

"Felix, I couldn’t find you earlier. Where did you go?"

Bradley remained calm and asked indifferently, "I went to see the Master. What’s the matter?"

Agni rubbed the back of his neck, his mouth twitching.

He went to see the Master?

He clearly went to Freya's room to act spoiled. How could he lie without blushing?

Yet Agni couldn’t figure out how he managed to disappear so suddenly. Losing fifty million over this was a bitter pill to swallow.

"Nothing. I just wanted to ask Ms. Lawson what she likes to eat. I'll have the kitchen prepare dishes to her taste. She’s your lover anyway. I can't neglect her."

Agni managed the entire Leiton Island cuisine, and of course, all the chefs he brought over from five-star hotels were highly skilled.

Bradley nodded. He put his hands in his pockets and said in a low voice, "She'll eat what I eat."

What?

Damn!

Were they this lovey-dovey already?

It was an attempt to bully the bachelors.

Moreover, they’d only met today. How did their relationship progress so quickly, to the point of sharing a bed?

Was it because of Felix’s irresistible charm, or was Ms. Lawson just too easygoing?

Agni considered himself charming and handsome, so why hadn't he met someone as pure and easy to coax as Ms. Lawson?

Agni couldn't admit fault; he blamed Felix's masterful flirting skills.

He was keeping it low-key!

Agni’s gaze wandered to Bradley’s crotch. He’d seen on video that Freya had pricked Felix earlier, causing him to writhe in pain.

But now, the lively appearance of Felix did not look like someone who had been hurt.

Agni was dying to know what had happened between them after the camera had cut out for over half an hour.

Bradley noticed Agni’s gaze and frowned deeply.

Agni touched his nose. "Felix, has your allergy been cured?"

Previously, even a light touch from a woman would set off a reaction. Look at him now, hugging and kissing Freya without any issues. Perhaps even more intimate things had happened, yet Felix seemed unaffected, utterly different from before.

It piqued Agni's curiosity, making him determined to uncover the truth.

"What’s your problem?" Bradley’s tone was cold.

Agni quickly shook his head. "No problem. I'm just happy for you. You’re finally able to touch a woman."

Bradley remained silent, a faint smirk curling his lips before he walked away from the corridor.

Agni watched him go until he disappeared, and then sighed deeply. "Felix has found his other half. I hope the Master wakes up soon to be with Queen Sally. They'd make a great couple."

"Indeed!" a voice suddenly agreed from behind, startling Agni.

He turned around and then smacked Moe’s forehead. "What are you doing lurking around? Who were you trying to scare?"

"I've been standing here for ages. You didn't notice me," Moe muttered dissatisfiedly. He felt he would become a fool one day from daily head hits.

"How did the task I assigned you go?"

He had lost a lot of money when the camera was taken out, so he had Moe plant a bug in the room Felix and Freya shared.

This time, he was determined to get to the bottom of their relationship.

"Don’t worry. It’s done. Foolproof."

"Where did you hide it?"

"It's very discreet this time. No one would expect it." Moe smirked cunningly and whispered something in Agni's ear.

Agni listened, and then clapped his hands in approval. "Good job, Moe! You're sneaky. Once this is all sorted out, I'll ensure you're well rewarded."

…

Villa at the southwest.

Freya was giving Warren his second acupuncture session when Bradley insisted on staying. Freya couldn't refuse him, so she had to let him stay.

"Does it still hurt?" Freya asked, her cheeks flushing.

Even though she was careful, she knew it was a sensitive area for any man, and she worried about causing any lasting damage.

Bradley raised an eyebrow with a teasing smile. "It does. Could you check it for me?"

He clutched his stomach, pretending to be in pain.

Freya rolled her eyes, giving him a look of disdain. "How come you're making dirty jokes when your Master's right here? Aren't you afraid he'll wake up and punish you?"

Bradley glanced at the unconscious Warren, feeling a bit helpless.

If his Master woke up, he'd accept the punishment.

"I'm serious. It hurts."

Denying the pain would be a lie. Though it wasn't severe enough to cause permanent damage, it was still a memorable experience.

"Well, I’ve only got needles here. Should I give you a couple more to distract you?" Freya raised an eyebrow with a playful smile on her lips.

As she brandished the silver needle, Bradley instinctively took a step back.

He wasn’t usually squeamish about blood or sweat, but her needles made him nervous.

Freya played with the silver needle, gesturing at various acupoints on his body. "Does it still hurt now?"

Her hand slid lightly over his neck, the cold touch making him shiver.

If anyone else touched him there, he'd break their neck and feed them to the sharks. However, Freya was different. He liked her touch.

The cold fingers on his skin sent chills down his spine.

He grabbed her wrist as his eyes darkened. "Pierce here," he said with a low voice.

He guided her hand to his chest, pressing it gently. The needle pierced his black shirt, leaving a small pinhole.

Freya panicked and quickly withdrew her hand. "Bradley, stop messing around," she said nervously.