Three days later.

On the day of the car race.

Because the racing genius Freya would be appearing, the event was full of people. Early in the morning, fans were already at the scene, holding up Freya's signs and shouting loudly.

Freya's fans ranged from young to old, and almost half of the entire racecourse was there to cheer for Freya.

Of course, it was also rumored that Bradley would be participating, so many people had come for him as well, prepared to witness the cool and handsome demeanor of the president.

At this time, Ella and his group were waiting at the entrance, ready to welcome the arrival of Freya and Bradley.

However, after waiting for more than two hours since early in the morning, the two of them had not yet appeared.

Just as Ella was about to call Freya, the other party called first.

"Hey, Uncle, I'll be there in about ten minutes. Because of a special situation, don't be too surprised when you see me. Just pretend you don't know me."

Freya is now with Bradley. The identity of the racer Freya cannot be exposed yet, otherwise Bradley would definitely not let her participate in the race.

"What's wrong, Freya? Are you afraid of being blocked by fans? It's okay, I'm waiting on the VIP channel side, there's only me around, no fans or paparazzi."

Ella had no idea what was going on, thinking that Freya was avoiding fans.

"No, Uncle, this matter is complicated. Just do as I say, remember not to recognize me, I'll be there soon, don't forget."

Freya, who was in the restroom at the moment, saw Ella waiting at the door as soon as she got off the car. She quickly found an excuse to leave and called him.

Ella was about to say something when the call was abruptly ended.

A moment later, she linked arms with Bradley, followed by Matthew and surrounded by bodyguards as they strolled in.

"An..."

Ella was about to call out, then remembered Freya's instructions and pretended not to know her, smiling at Bradley instead.

"Bradley, long time no see."

Ella and Bradley are old friends. Since Ella retired from the racing world, the two have rarely cooperated. However, every year during the car races, Bradley invests in them as a sponsor. Freya looked at Bradley and then glanced at Ella. Long time no see? Are these two old acquaintances? "Long time no see." Bradley nodded, then turned to the woman beside him and introduced, "This is my wife, Freya…" This time, Ella couldn't stay calm. Freya is Bradley's wife? What's going on?

During the time he was not in the country, what exactly happened? How did these two end up together? Ella stared deeply at Freya, occasionally winking at her, trying to get the answer from her. Bradley took in the other party's expression and then squinted his cold eyes deeply. He knew that his wife was exceptionally beautiful, but being stared at by Ella like this made him very unhappy. Even his complexion turned dark. He arrogantly embraced Freya's waist and said in a cold tone, "Freya, this is my old friend Ella, who is almost two cycles older than you. You can call him Uncle." Ella... This guy shows up and immediately asserts his dominance? Uncle? The seniority is indeed very clear.

Looking at the way the man stared at her, his eyes full of naked warning, it seemed that he was regarding him as a rival in love. Just now he had glanced at Freya a bit more, so what?

"Bradley, I'm not that old, just turned thirty-eight today." Ella corrected his age. Although Freya usually called him uncle, seeing Bradley deliberately provoking hostility, his heart was not as calm as usual.

She naturally noticed Bradley's animosity towards Ella. It seemed that just now, Uncle Huo openly flirted with her, making the man jealous.

"Hello, Uncle." However, Freya also sweetly called out.

No matter if she called him Uncle at the age of thirty-eight or forty-eight, he was still her uncle.

Ella chuckled, "Alright, uncle is uncle, anyway it's not the first time you've called me that way."

Upon hearing this, Bradley narrowed his eyes, sizing up Freya with a scrutinizing look.

Deeply aware that staying here for too long may reveal vulnerabilities, Freya quickly said, "The competition is about to start, right? Let's hurry up and enter the venue!" Ella also said, "Yes, yes, I have prepared VIP seats for both of you. Please follow me through the VIP entrance to avoid being harassed by fans and reporters."

"Hmph, Grandpa, what about me?"

At this moment, a milk-flavored voice came from behind, and a round-faced child jumped out, hands on hips, looking displeased.

Grandpa?

Hearing the way the child addressed Ella, Freya almost burst out laughing.

Looking at Ella's expression, it was equally unattractive.

At the age of thirty-eight, being called grandpa, is there such a young grandpa?

However, what Ella was most concerned about at the moment was not the issue of titles, but rather... the origin of this child.

"Kid, who are you?"

"My name is Matthew, not a child, bad grandpa." Matthew gave a cold snort, then immediately hugged Freya and Bradley's arms, saying, "Mom and Dad, let's quickly find a seat, the competition is about to start."

Dad?

Mom?

Ella's eyes almost popped out.

So... this little devil is the child of Bradley and Freya?

No way... Freya's birthday is still one or two months away from turning twenty, and this milk baby is already five years old.

In other words, they have known each other for five years?

Ella felt a bit confused in his thinking process. Did Bradley forcefully take an underage girl as his wife?

Seeing Ella's surprised expression, Freya knew that he had misunderstood a lot.

It seems that if they don't find a chance to explain clearly, Uncle will probably call the police later and directly take Bradley to the police station for trafficking a minor.

Without waiting for her to explain more, the man had already grasped her waist and walked forward, saying, "Freya, let's go."

"Oh!"

Freya reacted and sent a signal to Ella with her eyes, indicating to talk later, before following the man into the venue.

Imperial City.

Sports Center.

When Freya and Bradley arrived at the VIP seats from the VIP passage, they were surprised by the cheers coming from behind.

Behind them, there were densely packed heads, with people holding up posters of Flying Eagle.

Who is Flying Eagle?

She is a legendary figure in the racing world, a newcomer who rose suddenly on the track two years ago. She completed the entire race with skill and perfection, winning the championship and becoming the well-deserved car god.

Although she has never shown her face, with a perfect figure, she has become an idol to many.

With Bradley joining the competition this year, the event has become even more exciting. Everyone wants to see who between Freya and Bradley has better driving skills, and if Freya can maintain his title as the car racing champion of the year.