At this moment, the phone in Bradley's pocket rang again. He held Freya with one hand and used the other to slide open the screen to answer the call. Without knowing what the other party said, he coldly responded, "Okay, I'll be right over." After that, he hung up the phone.

Freya felt weak, but curious in her heart. She asked weakly, "Who called, could it be..."

"The person I sent out reported back that Kevin has been taken down secretly. Tonight, is our perfect opportunity to take action!" Before she could finish, Bradley interrupted.

His eyes couldn't hide the killing intent, and he was enveloped in a layer of gloominess. Even though Freya was hiding in his embrace, she could deeply feel his overwhelming presence. "So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to kill him?"

"Take the person away first!" Bradley opened the car's central control, pulled open the door and put her in, "Wait for me in the car, I will come to find you after I finish things."

"Okay." Freya obediently nodded, she was now completely exhausted and had no energy to accompany him in his activities.

Bradley gently kissed her on the forehead, then took out a silver gun from the car and tucked it into his waist before heading back to the banquet hall.

He had many people lurking among the guests at tonight's banquet.

Even though Kevin brought many bodyguards tonight, those bodyguards were no match for the operatives of the S organization.

It was easy to get close to Kevin.

Bradley quickly left, while Freya lazily lay in the spacious car listening to music.

Just as drowsiness set in, she faintly sensed a dangerous atmosphere and slowly reached towards her waist.

As a sharp blade cut through the air above her head, she abruptly opened her eyes and quickly thrust the silver needle in her hand towards the opponent's neck.

With a clang, the sound of a blade falling to the ground echoed. Freya, with a nimble body, climbed up from the seat and firmly pushed out the person about to break in through the car window by holding onto the door handle.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, gunshots rang out in the distance, the smell of gunpowder filling the air. Freya agilely dodged the shot, and the silver needle flew out once again.

Because the night was too dark, she missed her target several times.

The opponent clearly came prepared, with over a dozen people quickly surrounding her.

Freya coldly smirked, out of silver needles, she faced them bare-handed against peanuts, not yet invincible.

She simply sat down on the ground, looking lightly at the several figures in black, "Since I am doomed to die, can you tell me who sent you to kill me?"

Although she had an answer in her heart, without hearing it from the other party's mouth, how could she know if her guess was correct or not!

The men in black looked at her calmly in the face of death, exchanging glances with each other.

Seeing their silence, Freya asked, "Let me think, is it Lucy... or Jasmine?"

"Whoever it is, tonight is your deadline!" The man in black said fiercely, raising a dagger and advancing towards her step by step.

Pretending to be afraid, Freya curled up and pleaded, "Please don't kill me, I have money, more than your employer!"

"How is that possible? No matter how much money you have, can it compare to the royal family's wealth?"

Hearing this, Freya raised an eyebrow and smiled.

So... was it really Lucy who sent them?

It seems that that woman's jealousy has clouded her judgment, she wants to get rid of this obstacle.

As the man in black approached, just as the dagger was about to strike, Freya's eyes flashed coldly, and then she swiftly swept his leg, directly knocking him down.

She rolled on the ground, picked up the dagger and ruthlessly stabbed towards the man's groin. Instantly, blood sprayed out, and something rolled on the ground with it. Freya pulled out the dagger, bloodthirsty, looking at the remaining black-clothed men, "If you don't want to die, come over here!" The speed of Freya scared the black-clothed men; this woman was not just a martial artist, she had definitely undergone extremely terrifying training. Her skills and fierceness were no less than any man's. Lucy sent so many of them over because she was worried they couldn't beat this woman. Unexpectedly, she cut off their leader's life with one blow. The black-clothed men were afraid of becoming the next one without a life, so they all took a step back. "If you don't want to die, then get out of here!" she squinted, looking fiercely at the few men. The black-clothed men quickly carried away their companion who was gasping for breath on the ground, and in a few seconds, they disappeared into the night.

On a dark night, in a silence akin to death, Summer Heart wiped off the blood on the blade with a tissue and strode towards the banquet hall. She was the woman of Bradley, and at such times she must be with him. Although his power was not yet at the point of needing her help, she just wanted to see how Bradley would take down Kevin. Tonight, it was destined to be a restless night. When Summer Heart arrived, the birthday banquet had already ended. All around were traces of fighting, and after looking around, she did not see Bradley's figure. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly caught a strange scent and instinctively held her breath.

Here is empty, quiet to the point of being eerie. The scent is faint, but she can smell the deceiving poison in the air. If she is not mistaken, the fragrance Mo Bradley just used is also this kind of intoxicating scent. She covers her mouth and quickly heads towards the door. The silver needle has already been used up, and being poisoned at this moment would have unimaginable consequences. Just as she turns the corner, her shoulder is suddenly grabbed by someone. She furrows her brows fiercely and is about to resist when a hard object presses against the back of her head. "Miss Mansion, stop struggling and come with us." A rough male voice comes from behind her, and then, the person knocks her out with the butt of a gun. "Take her to the third floor, Princess Lucy is waiting for her there."

"Okay. Lucy's birthday banquet was held at a private estate, and there was just a shooting incident that scared away all the guests. In the chaos, the king was nowhere to be found. The queen was frantic and quickly ordered everyone to search. Twenty minutes later, the people sent out to search all returned and reported that the king was nowhere to be found. 'It's impossible, the estate is so small, how can't we find him? Search again, don't leave any corner unchecked.' 'Yes, Your Majesty.' The guards received the order and conducted another thorough search. Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain, the sound of fierce wolf howls echoed from all around."

Bradley stood on a huge rock, looking down at the man lying unconscious on the ground.

"Young Master, how should we handle him?" ying stepped forward, respectfully asking.

Tonight, Bradley set up several obstacles in the banquet hall and brought ying back, preparing to completely capture Kevin tonight.

However, Kevin is surrounded by bodyguards, making it impossible to have someone protect him at all times.

Moreover, Kevin is a womanizer who can't resist the temptation of women, easily seduced into going upstairs to have sex.

As for the woman sent to get close to Kevin, that would be ying.