Jinny trembled with fear, looked around, panic in her eyes, and tremblingly asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that, like you, I also want Freya's life."

"I haven't seen you, I don't know who you are, how can I believe you?"

The other party sneered coldly, "Do you think you still have a choice now? Freya has already noticed the abnormalities in Mr. Bradley's body. As long as she investigates, sooner or later she will find out about you. Do you think you can escape?"

"There is still a chance for you to cooperate with me. But if you are too stubborn, after your father dies, are you prepared to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

At the mention of prison, Jinny's face turned pale, and she collapsed weakly on the sofa.

She shook her head vigorously, "No, I don't want to go to prison, I don't want to."

At this moment, a red packet fell in front of her, and the voice from the other side, devoid of warmth, came again, "This is medicine that can cause Freya to miscarry. If she touches even a bit of it, the child will definitely not survive. If she's lucky, she may just get addicted to drugs. If not, then she can accompany her child in death."

With these words, the other party left without a sound.

Jinny only saw the curtains move slightly, and a dark figure quickly disappeared by the window. She clenched her fist tightly, glanced at the medicine packet, and, shaking, picked it up. Just a little more poison, and she could kill Freya and her child. If Freya died, perhaps her father could be saved. Yes. Freya must die! With this thought, a malicious gleam appeared in Jinny's eyes. Freya had caused her so much suffering, she would not spare her! She picked up her phone, called Ethan, "Brother, our chance has come."

The night was as cool as water. Across from The Austin family Villa was a high-rise building. A dark figure stood on the rooftop, her long hair blowing in the wind. She was bathed in the darkness of the night, her features blurred and dim, revealing no expression. In her hand, she held a mask, the light from her phone casting a faint glow. Her eyes were fixed on the direction of the basement, filled with a cold, sharp glare. Time, back to half a month ago! The man towering above her looked at her with a cold expression. "Don't think I don't know what tricks you're playing behind my back, yingyi. You have disappointed me too much!" The man's icy tone had no warmth, as if it had come from hell.

She knelt down on the ground, reaching out to grab the man's clothes, but the man, as if encountering a virus, stepped back in disgust, avoiding her touch. She bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of despair.

“Young Master, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance.”

“I have given you more than one chance. You defied my intentions time and time again, even bribing Selina and Lucy to work for you against Freya. Is this your loyalty? Because you've risked your life for me for so many years, I won't kill you. But from today onwards, you are no longer part of the organization!”

“No, Young Master, you cannot drive me away. If I leave the organization, I have nowhere to go.”

“That's your problem!”

With these merciless words, the man turned resolutely and left. She despairingly chased after him, but unexpectedly, the man swiftly turned around, holding a gun to her heart, "After leaving, if you dare to go against Freya, I will issue a kill order against you. No...mercy."

The cold tone, with a hint of menace, made her shiver deeply. She watched the man's resolute departure, her eyes clouded, her fists clenched tightly until her nails dug into her flesh, causing blood to trickle out.

She has been with this man since she was eight years old, risking her life for him multiple times. But now, he is willing to give up everything for another woman. She is so unwilling! The decades-long bond of life and death cannot compare to a woman he has known for just over a year. What has Freya done to make him so enamored, to the point of losing himself? She is not afraid of death at all. She only fears... never seeing this man again in her lifetime! The man gradually disappears from view, leaving so quickly that he doesn't even bother to look back at her. She knows deep down that he is in such a hurry to go back and see Freya! A jealousy fills her entire chest!

With a sharp crack, the mask shattered in her palm. The sharp shards pierced her flesh, crimson blood gushing out, flowing down her fingers and landing on the ground, forming a seductive red flower. The raging hatred exploded in the silent space.

Freya! Why did you have to appear? Why did you have to take everything away from me? Why were you so fortunate to win his favor, and even bear his child? By what right did you do this? Since you sought death yourself, then I will grant it to you.

That day at the fashion show, she was also present, witnessing firsthand how Bradley and Freya flaunted their love on stage. Consumed by jealousy, she lost control and fired a gun at Freya.

But she never expected that Freya would be so lucky and escape this disaster unscathed.

Those bullets were once given to her by Soul Restorative.

Bradley didn't know that she had a relationship with Soul Restorative and obtaining his bullets was not difficult.

She was aware that with Bradley's concern for Freya, he would soon personally approach Soul Restorative to investigate about the bullets.

However, she didn't care at all.

Because she had already transferred Soul Restorative, even if they searched the entire Z country, they would not be able to find him!

ying's mouth curled up in a smug smile.

Anyway, she had nothing left, even if she had to die, she would take a few people down with her.

As for what she couldn't get, Freya would never get it!

The poison she gave to Jinny would rapidly spread throughout the body upon contact, affecting the internal organs. By then, not to mention the child, even Freya would not survive.

Even if she manages to survive by some stroke of luck, she will have to endure the torment of bone-eroding pain whenever the toxicity strikes in this lifetime.

*Ring ring ring*

The phone rang, there was an incoming call.

The Shadow suppressed the surging hatred in his heart and reached out to swipe open the screen.

"What's up?"

"Auntie, where are you and when will you be back?"

The Shadow replied with a cold voice, gripping the phone tightly, "I'll be back once I finish my business. Stay put at the residence, don't roam around, remember, never reveal your whereabouts."

"Have you gotten yourself into trouble?"

"Soul Restorative, it's best for you not to ask too much about my affairs. Do as I say, or you will never see me again in your life!"

After speaking, Shadow ended the call.

She stood on the rooftop and slowly closed her eyes.

Soulful thoughts...

Internationally renowned as a sniper, with a strange temperament, he disdains conspiring with others.

But this cold man has been deeply in love with her for seven or eight years.