Freya found the surveillance, turned to the bodyguard who was following closely and said, "I'll go in for a bit, you all stay outside and don't let anyone in."

The bodyguards looked at each other and finally nodded in agreement.

Freya gently pushed the door and entered, seeing Ella sitting on the sofa, his face full of questioning expression.

"Freya, you have to be honest, what is your relationship with Bradley?"

"Uncle, this is a long story. I am indeed married to Bradley. I can't explain the reasons in a short time, but I will explain it to you thoroughly when I have the chance."

The bodyguards were waiting outside. If she stayed away too long, it would definitely alert Bradley, so she had to make it short.

"Have you two had a child?"

Ella just couldn't accept it. Bradley actually ran off with his student and got her pregnant at such a young age.

This is simply...outrageous!

Freya helplessly smiled and pointed to her own stomach, saying, "Yes, I'm pregnant, in my belly."

"What, this is already your second child?" Ella jumped up in surprise.

Freya knew the misunderstanding was big, and hurriedly said, "No, Uncle Huo, this is the first child. As for the child you just saw, he was adopted by Bradley."

"Oh, adopted!" Hearing this, Ella breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as they were not his biological children, he could accept it.

But... pregnant...

Pregnant and still participating in races?

Is this girl trying to get herself killed?

Ella immediately became serious, and said in a deep voice, "Freya, since you're pregnant, why are you still participating in races? You know how irresponsible and dangerous it is, what if something happens, what about the child?"

And, can Bradley get past him? Freya also knows that what she is doing is very risky, so when Ella said that, she didn't blame him. With a gentle sigh, she said, "So I have decided to give up the competition now and I came here personally to inform you." Although Ella was somewhat disappointed, he thought of Freya being pregnant, so he just agreed, "Anyway, this is not the first year you have done this. If you don't want to participate, then don't. Besides, when Bradley enters the scene this year, what's the point of you and your husband comparing? After all, you are a family, the title of the Racing God belongs to both of you." "But Freya, does your husband know about the identity of K God? And does he know about you being a member of the Flying Eagles?" Ella asked full of doubt. What are these two playing at? In previous years, they did not participate in the competition, but this year they are actively involved. Are they planning to challenge his authority? Freya shook her head, "I just found out that he is K God's identity, but he still does not know about the Flying Eagles." Ella, upon hearing this, shook his head helplessly. It seems that these two are playing a cat and mouse game. K God has held the title of Racing God for eight years, never revealing his face to anyone. Later, as he injured his legs, K God gradually disappeared from the racetrack.

Ella originally thought that Freya, as a rising star, would shine on the racetrack, but who would have thought that this little girl had secretly gotten married. Disappeared for two years, but when they met, she had a big belly.

Ella sighed helplessly several times, "Forget it, just be straightforward, what do you want me to do?"

Freya grinned and said, "Uncle, I want you to keep my identity secret. Starting from today, once I leave the racetrack, I won't have the energy to focus on racing anymore. So, let the name Racing God Freya remain in the memories of the audience forever!"

Ella felt extremely heavy in his heart upon hearing this. Freya was a racer he had trained personally, she had great talent in the racing world. With another year or two of training, she might surpass the legendary K god.

But... now she was giving up this career for her family, which felt like a waste to him.

However, this was Freya's decision, and with her husband being Bradley, the title of Racing God was not important.

Since she wanted to quit... let her quit then.

"Alright, I agree. Today on the racetrack, there will be only K god, no Freya."

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Freya didn't say much, turned around and left the monitoring room.

Meanwhile, The bodyguard, noticing that she had not come out for a long time, had already informed Bradley.

The president rushed over in a state of urgency, preparing to kick the door in.

Just then, the door opened from the inside, and Freya appeared at the doorway.

"Bradley, what are you doing here?"

The man did not say much, his dark eyes scanning the monitoring room. Seeing that there was no one inside, he spoke in a deep voice, "Why did you come here, and who did you see?"

Freya squinted her eyes, relieved that Uncle had hidden quickly. Otherwise, if Bradley had seen him, things would have escalated.

"Nothing, just wanted to see if I could find Shadow in the monitoring room. As it turns out, she is indeed a skilled hider, probably avoiding the monitoring points and hiding in a place we can't find."

Freya changed the subject.

The man squinted deeply, then cast a glance inside, indeed not seeing anyone. He held Freya's hand and said in a deep voice, "The competition is about to start, Ella has already taken the field, I'll stay with you in the rest area."

"No, aren't you supposed to compete?" Freya couldn't quite keep up with his train of thought. What was this man planning to do?

"Eagle didn't show up, a competition without an opponent is meaningless, so I give up on this match!"

Originally, he was going to participate in the competition, largely because Eagle was going to compete. However, who would have expected this woman to once again let everyone down, just like last year. Freya felt a bit disappointed and said, "But I want to see you compete, your driving skills are so good, I haven't even seen them with my own eyes."

This was K God, the drifting master K God, the legendary eight-time champion of the racing world. Moreover, the racing god had always been her idol, who wouldn't want to see their idol shine on the race track!

"But you're not feeling well, leaving you alone here, I'm not at ease."

"I'm fine now," Freya blinked at him, "I'll accompany you to the race track, cheering for you."

The man's face lit up with a smile and he pecked her on the brow, "So you just want to watch me race?"

"Yes," Freya nodded vigorously.

"Alright, let's go."

Since Freya didn't show up, all the fans of Freya were feeling unsettled.

"What a letdown, didn't show up last year, and now stood everyone up again this year. Does Freya think we're all fools?"

"Yeah, so disappointed. I'm unfollowing!"

"I'm giving up too."

"Give up, give up!"

...

Freya listened to the disappointed voices of her fans, continuously apologizing in her heart.

Last year, she gave up the competition because she had to marry into the Royal Garden Estate and couldn't get away.

This year, she had to give up because she was pregnant and had no choice.

She took out her phone, opened the news, and saw that the Flying Eagles' news of everyone being given pigeons was once again pushed to the hot search.

And when she logged into her Instagram account, her original ten billion fans had dropped by several million within a few seconds.