"Look, Mr. Bradley is here with his wife, Freya."

Someone saw Bradley and Freya entering the venue and exclaimed excitedly.

"Yeah, I can't believe it. The mighty president of the Mu Group actually knows how to race. Are all presidents nowadays multi-talented?"

Many girls who admired Mr. Bradley enthusiastically cheered his name, holding colorful balls in their hands.

Bradley heard it.

Freya naturally heard it too, prodding the man's waist with her arm, blinking and asking, "May I ask, Mr. President, how many years have you been playing racing?"

Bradley turned his head to glance at her, his narrow eyes squinting slightly, "Ella is an old acquaintance of mine. I started racing when he was still on the track. It's been about ten years now."

Ten years?

Hearing this, Freya widened her eyes in shock, "Can you tell me what name you used on the racetrack?"

Two years ago in that car race, it was because Ella injured her leg and couldn't participate in the race, so she was asked to take her place. With the absence of K God, who had been holding the title of car god for eight years, she fortunately won the championship and replaced K God as the new car god. Now Bradley, who has been playing car racing for ten years, said something that made her have a bad premonition. "Your husband used to be a champion, who do you think it could be?" Bradley smiled with great interest, with a smug expression on his face. "Rest assured, you probably underestimate Young Master An too much. The car god back then was Young Master An. You must have heard of K God, right?" At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind. Turning around, she saw Xavier walking towards them, and he sat down in the seat next to her. "So, you wouldn't happen to be... K God?" Freya was so shocked that she stood up. It turns out there was a hidden big shot beside her. K God!

"This is her idol, but turns out he's her man?

"Yes, Bradley is K god, so in this Falcon match, wanting to win against Bradley is difficult."

Even though the match hasn't started yet, Xavier can already guess the result of the match. After all, Bradley's driving skills are unrivaled, even Ella from years ago was not his match.

Bradley pulled Freya back to her position, whispering, "I originally wanted to surprise you on the racetrack, but now the surprise is gone."

Freya still hasn't recovered from the shock.

If Bradley is K god, what's the point of her competing?

She heard Uncle talk about K god's driving skills, surpassing all others, able to hold the position of car god for eight years, a feat very few can achieve.

She suddenly regretted her decision to participate in this match.

"Um... Bradley, I... I'll go to the restroom first, you guys talk."

Freya decided to first find Uncle to understand the situation. If it doesn't work out, she would cancel the match and explain to Uncle that she is already married."

When she was about to leave, a hand grabbed her wrist. "I'll go with you," he said. The crowd surged on the field, and Shadow could be hiding in a corner. He was worried about Freya leaving alone. "No need, you go prepare for the race. I'll be back soon," Freya said confidently. She knew his concerns. "Besides, you made me wear a bulletproof suit and carry a weapon. I'll be fine." Despite her words, Bradley was still uneasy. "I'm coming with you." Freya smirked helplessly. How could she go see Ella if he tagged along? "All the racers are here now, warming up before the race. It's your turn to go up," she urged to shake him off. But the man leisurely replied, "No rush, Freya hasn't arrived yet." "Freya didn't participate last year. The news about his participation this year might be a rumor. He may not participate this year either."

Freya's mouth twitched slightly, and she suddenly didn't want to go on stage. She knew the strength of Bradley, going on stage to compete, wasn't she just looking for trouble on her own? Bradley noticed her uneasy expression and furrowed his brows slightly, "Is there something wrong?" With that, he took her hand and started walking outside, "I had Ella arrange a rest room specifically. If you're not feeling well, I'll take you there to rest." Freya quickly said, "I'm not feeling unwell, I just need to use the restroom." "There's a restroom in the rest room." Ignoring her objections, the man held her hand and walked towards the rest room. Freya stopped resisting. They arrived at the rest room shortly, with Bradley leaving before saying anything. Inside the rest room...

Freya went to the bathroom and when she came out, Bradley who was waiting outside without saying a word, picked her up and carried her straight to the bed.

"There's still half an hour before the competition starts, you can rest here for a while. There are people outside that I've sent to protect you. If you need anything, just ask them. Also, the TV here is connected to the venue, so you can watch the live broadcast from inside if you don't want to go out," Bradley said.

Freya felt a headache coming on. If she stayed here all the time, how could she draw out the ying?

But in order to reassure the man, she obediently nodded and said, "Got it. Are you going to prepare to go out now?"

"Yes."

The man's phone rang at that moment, and he did indeed have to go prepare to go on stage. After a few instructions, he left.

After the door closed, Freya called Ella to explain the situation.

"What did you say? Bradley is K God?"

"Yes, and I'm not confident that I can win against him. Even if I win, it's not the result I want to see. So, Ella, I've decided to give up this competition!"

This is the best solution so far.

If she wins, Bradley will be embarrassed.

If she loses, she will lose face as well.

So, why not just follow last year's example and skip the race, allowing Bradley to directly claim the title of the racing champion. After all, she may not continue to race after this year, and she doesn't really care about being the racing champion.

"Okay, I'll tell Uncle."

Ella on the other end breathed a sigh of relief when she mentioned giving up the race.

From the beginning, she had never agreed with Freya participating in the race, especially since it was extremely dangerous, not to mention the risk of exposing her true identity. It was like gambling with her life.

Now that she was willing to cancel the race, the weight in her heart finally lifted.

"No need, I'll talk to him myself."

Just as Freya finished speaking, her phone rang again. It was Ella calling.

Summer Freya answered the call cautiously.

"Freya, be honest and tell me, how did you end up hanging out with Bradley? And who is that little mistress, could it be that you've already had a baby behind Uncle's back?" Ella's anxious voice came through.

"Uncle, where are you? I'll come find you now." Summer Freya quietly opened the door and glanced outside, indeed there were quite a few people standing guard.

If she let Ella come over at this time, she was afraid these people would report to Bradley, causing a big misunderstanding. Even if she had ten mouths, she wouldn't be able to explain.

"I'm in the monitoring room, come over."

"All right."