The next morning.

When Freya woke up, Bradley was already gone.

After washing up and coming downstairs, Rosa was busy in the dining room. Seeing her come down, she hurriedly said, "Madam, Young Master Bradley has just left. He asked me to tell you that he has some things to take care of today and may be back late."

"Ok."

Freya nodded and walked into the dining room.

Breakfast was very sumptuous, with thick porridge and her favorite pineapple bun, two runny eggs...

Clearly the handiwork of Bradley.

"Madam guessed right, Young Master Bradley left after making breakfast!" Rosa saw through her thoughts at a glance and sighed, "I've been serving Young Master Bradley for so many years, and I never knew he could cook. It looks like this old woman will really have to retire."

Freya smiled, approached and held her arm, "If you retire, who will help manage this house, Rosa? We are family, we can't do without anyone."

Since entering the Royal Garden Villa, Rosa and Frederick have always been very caring towards themselves. In Freya's heart, she has long regarded Rosa and Frederick as her own family.

She believes that Bradley is also like this, otherwise he would not entrust the Royal Garden Villa to them so confidently, and even share his secrets without reservation.

"I'm looking forward to Madam giving birth to the baby soon. If Madam doesn't mind, I'm willing to help take care of the baby!" With that, Rosa's mood was greatly lifted, she bent down to touch Freya's belly, "It's been over three months already, yet there's no sign of pregnancy. Madam should eat more."

Freya smiled helplessly, "If I eat more, all the weight will end up on me."

Although she ate less, Bradley paid great attention to the food, and every meal was very nutritious and exquisite.

Moreover, it's only been over three months, the baby's appetite is not big, eating more is not good for the body shape recovery in the later period.

Just as she was thinking, her phone in her pocket rang.

Freya picked it up and glanced at it, her pupils slightly dilated, then smiled at Rosa, "I'll go answer a call, I'll come back for breakfast later."

With that, she took the phone and went to the courtyard to answer the call.

"Hello, President Black."

"Rita, I call you at this time every year. I don't need to explain much. Just a reminder not to forget the biennial concert!"

Freya scratched her head, feeling somewhat hesitant. "Can we cancel it this year? I might not be able to attend."

The concert is still two months away. By then, her stomach would be over five months pregnant, and she would need to prepare to return to the southern country. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle it all.

"You can't cancel, Rita. We agreed on this when we signed the contract. It's held every two years. If you cancel, you'll lose fans. Besides, I've run into a bit of trouble lately, and I need your concert to divert attention."

"What happened?"

"Remember two years ago when I told you about the new singing and dancing artist I was cultivating? I made him popular, but just a week ago, he got drunk and caused a scene at a bar. Now all the entertainment news is going crazy about it and digging up his dirt. If this continues, I'm afraid his future will be ruined."

Freya knew who the singing and dancing artist was that Black had mentioned. It was Prince , the singing and dancing prince who had been all the rage worldwide in the past two years.

This young man was indeed talented, both in singing and dancing, but he had a rough and rebellious attitude. It was said that he used to be involved in street fights and had even been detained.

Black had indeed invested a lot of effort in cultivating him.

Black, whose real name is Black Flame, is her manager. Freya has had a good voice since she was young. By a stroke of luck, she met Black Flame and embarked on the path of a singer. Rita is her stage name, and her debut song "Missing Love" became an instant classic. Freya also enjoys singing and dancing, and at that time she needed to make money urgently, so she decided to collaborate with Black Flame and signed a contract to hold a concert once every two years. In fact, with her current abilities, she doesn't really need to make money by singing. However, she is reluctant to give up the identity of a singer because becoming a singer has always been her childhood dream. "Rita, if you don't help me, Prince's endorsement deals and appearances for the past few years will all be canceled. if things go south, I will have to pay a lot of breach of contract fees. Please help me by holding the concert on time!" Black Flame's voice was pleading, making it hard to refuse. Freya gently touched her stomach, took a deep breath, and said, "Fine, but the old rule still applies. I won't show my face. Remember to prepare the mask for me." She wears a mask every time she performs, so no one knows what Rita really looks like.

The outside world is speculating about Rita's appearance. Almost everyone is doubting that Rita's looks are so bad that she needs to wear a mask to cover her face. However, Freya doesn't care about this. The reason she wears a mask is simply to protect her identity. "Alright, as long as you don't cancel the concert, I will fulfill any conditions you have!" came the relieved voice. Freya saw Rosa approaching, so she ended the call with Black Flame and put away her phone. "Madam, breakfast is getting cold, come and eat quickly!" Rosa reminded her as she had been on the phone the whole time. "Coming!" Freya smiled at her and returned to the dining table to sit down again.