In the rest area.

Bradley brought a cup of warm water over, holding it in the palm of Freya's hand before speaking softly.

"You heard what Xavier said just now. The old man's organs are slowly failing. If we can't find a medicine to treat him, he may not last long."

"Did you extract any medicinal components from the clothes I gave you?"

Freya shook her head, "As I said, the medicine stays on the clothes for a very short time, it has mostly evaporated and nothing can be extracted."

"It's okay, don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best." Bradley came up behind her, gently circling his arm around her shoulder, his eyes soft as he said, "Whether the old man can survive this difficulty depends on his fate."

Freya nodded, changing the subject, "By the way, the results of the ingredient analysis of the red powder have come out. It also contains elements of animal venom, with a very violent medicinal effect. Just a tiny bit of contact can make a person irritable and corrode human organs. That's why those mice decayed so quickly after death."

Upon hearing this, Bradley frowned deeply, "Is the other party's goal to use medicine to corrode our child?"

"Yes," Freya's expression was equally grim, "I thought all night last night, trying to figure out who is so vicious, using this poison to harm our child. Just a tiny bit on me, and our child... will turn into a pool of blood... gone."

At this point, Freya's whole body was trembling.

Several days had passed, but she still felt lingering fear about the incident.

Bradley's cold eyebrows furrowed, a hint of hostility flickering in his eyes, "Don't be afraid, I am already handling this matter. I will not let the person who wants to harm you and your daughter get away with it!"

Freya gazed at his heart and fell into deep thought.

Bradley knew what she was thinking. After all, she was the number one assassin Mystica, always the one killing others, never dared to be touched by anyone.

But now, because of the changes in her body due to being pregnant, she felt powerless in many things that she used to handle effortlessly.

He knew how low her spirits were at this moment.

Gently pulling her into his embrace, he solemnly said, "It's my fault for not protecting you well, almost allowing you to be harmed. But Freya, I promise you, it won't be long, soon all of this will be over!"

Freya remained silent for a moment, gently resting her face against his chest.

Seeing her silence, Bradley knew the pressure she was under, reaching out to softly stroke her silky hair, "I will go see Arthur again, see if I can gather any clues from him. Rest well and don't stress yourself too much."

After speaking, he gently kissed her on the face and then turned to leave. Freya suddenly grabbed his wrist and shook her head, saying, "Don't waste your effort. Jinny said she has never seen the face of that person. I guess that Arthur collaborated with the other party who also did not show up. Arthur and his daughter are just puppets manipulated by the other party, clueless about everything. Even if we kill them, we won't get any favorable outcome."

Bradley paused, staring deeply at her for a long time, but in the end, he only said, "Give me some time, and there will be results soon." Hearing this, Freya looked up at him. Deep within the man's cold gaze was an emotion she couldn't understand, with a chilling ruthlessness and an underlying sense of imminent danger like a storm about to strike.

"Do you... know the identity of that person?" Freya finally asked after a long silence.

Bradley's expression seemed somewhat conflicted.

He had been hesitating whether to tell Freya about this matter, but upon further thought, he realized that she was already under a lot of pressure. Why would he burden her with more by telling her these things?

Shadow is his person, and the current situation is partially his fault. If he had not been lenient in the past, she would never have had the chance to harm his wife and daughter, and even involve the old man.

All of this is his responsibility.

He will personally settle all of this and give an account to his loved ones!

"Don't think too much, no matter who it is, I will track her down to the ends of the earth!"

Freya took a few more glances, the more he refused to speak, the more curious she became.

But she didn't ask more, after all, there were some things Bradley wouldn't say, he had his own reasons after all.

As a wife, she should trust him completely, rather than questioning him!

"Husband." Freya pondered for a while, as if she had made a big decision, then spoke, "Since I am the target of the other party, if this plan fails, I don't think she will give up so easily. Why don't we find a suitable opportunity to force her to make a move?"

"No, I won't let you take risks."

Before, when she was alone, he might have indulged her, but now it's different, she has a child in her belly, any mishap could mean one dead and two injured.

He couldn't bear the blow of losing two important people!

"I promise you, I won't put myself in danger!" Freya looked at him confidently and said, "Since the target is me, no matter where I go, she will definitely come after me. The old man's body can't handle any more attacks, and cannot be exposed to any more poison. So I decided to temporarily leave the old mansion to give the old man a breather. My plan is to return to the clinic, continue my research work, and focus on studying drugs that can suppress organ failure."

Bradley pondered deeply for five minutes upon hearing this. He naturally understood what Freya was planning, creating a safe treatment environment for the old man and transferring all the danger to the clinic.

This woman, in the end, still wanted to face danger herself. Bradley sighed heavily. He knew that Freya had endured a lot over the years, her ability to handle matters was not inferior to his, and she could not detach herself from this situation, especially since it all started because of her. Moreover, the other party was using their child as leverage, and with Freya's Reitaliatory nature, she would not give up easily.

"After all, Yipintang is my clinic, all the staff have been carefully selected by me, and with Ella helping me, nothing will happen. I guess the other party's assassination attempt failed, and poisoning the old man's clothes has been exposed. They definitely won't be foolish enough to continue using that method. Perhaps... next, they might try to tamper with the medicinal herbs."

Bradley looked into her bright, shining eyes, as if he saw the past Freya, but with some added maturity from the passage of time. She was no longer the old Freya, she was his wife, Freya.