Just as she stepped down from the stage, a figure rushed towards her, blocking her way.

"Reita, is it my honor to get your autograph!"

Freya squinted at the man in front of her, who had publicly proposed to her!

She smiled faintly at him and said, "Of course!"

After speaking, she took out a pen and paper, signed the two characters 'Reita', and handed it to the man.

After taking it, the man reached out his hand from behind and grabbed her wrist as she was about to walk away.

"Reita, let's go have supper together, my treat!"

Freya squinted at the man holding her hand, suppressed her inner disgust, and turned back to him, saying, "Mister, please behave yourself!"

Young Master chuckled at her words, "You women always like playing hard to get. Maintaining that sense of mystery can indeed arouse a man's interest. However, if you keep it up for too long, it might lose its novelty."

He reached out to take off Freya's mask, determined to see Reita's true face tonight no matter what.

Freya's brows furrowed fiercely, not expecting him to be so arrogant.

In that case, there's no need to be polite to him.

She clenched her fists, ready to teach him a lesson, when suddenly a flash of light appeared in front of her.

Damn it, someone was taking a photo!

Freya didn't have time to waste with Master, so she forcefully pulled his hand away and dislocated his arm.

In an instant, a pig-like howl rang out.

Master screamed in pain, glaring fiercely at Freya, "You're just a singer, why pretend to be so noble? You might have been slept with by men long ago."

"I've seen plenty of women like you, just chasing after money. I have everything except for a lot of money! How about this, name your price, how much money to take off the mask!"

Freya coldly laughed, "Not too much, not too little, a trillion, otherwise no deal!"

Over the years, she has earned a considerable amount of money and her assets rank in the top ten internationally, so it is ridiculous that someone would try to use money to buy her. "A billion? You must be crazy about money!" Master muttered, always attracted to mystery and intrigued by Reita's enigmatic aura. Tonight, by any means necessary, he was determined to conquer this woman! Freya looked at him disdainfully, pushing away his hand with a snap, "If you don't want to die, you better leave now, or I'll dislocate both your legs!" Still sneering, Master did not expect this woman to be so ruthless, with such remarkable skills that effortlessly dislocated both of his hands. He cursed in pain, "Alright, since you won't accept a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit. You won't be leaving here tonight." He whistled, and soon a group of people emerged from all directions. "Master, what are your orders?" These were all his cronies, waiting to help him as he had said he would unveil Reita's mask.

His face was full of fierce expression, every word was spoken with emphasis, "Hold her for me, I.. want.. to.. take off.. her... mask!"

"Yes!"

A group of men rushed towards Freya.

Freya frowned fiercely.

Someone was hiding in the corner taking photos secretly, if she were to act aggressively at this moment, who knows how the media would report it.

At that time, instead of helping Prince, it would only make things worse!

A touch of coldness appeared in Freya's eyes, as a man lunged towards her, she threw a strong punch.

Right now, she could only deal with this group of people first, and then take back the film from the paparazzi!

"Darn, this woman is a tough one!"

He looked at his brothers falling one by one, feeling quite surprised.

This woman not only can sing, but also knows martial arts?

He squinted, and said fiercely, "Brothers, no need to be softhearted, just take her down!"

Little did he know, as soon as he finished speaking, Freya swiftly charged towards him!

The thing she hates most in her life is people who think they're superior just because they have a little money, so she didn't hold back and knocked out two of young Master's front teeth directly.

The screams drowned out one after another, and the flashlights kept flashing!

Freya was worried that the paparazzi would escape, so she didn't want to waste any time and turned around to leave.

But, just then, the strap of the mask suddenly broke, and the mask fell off.

Revealing half a face.

Freya instinctively thought it wasn't good, and wanted to cover her face, but young Master's people were relentless and pounced on her again.

Damn it!

She cursed, held onto her mask, and kicked towards the other person. But the face that was exposed just now was clearly reflected in Master's eyes! "Indeed a beauty, not bad at all, she is my type!" Master's eyes showed a hint of greed, even though only half of her face was visible, it was already stunningly beautiful. This made him want to remove her other mask even more. Freya looked at these people who were relentless, knowing deeply that continuing like this would be very disadvantageous for herself. After all, her belly was gradually growing bigger now, and it was more dangerous to engage physically. If the entanglement lasted too long, it would have an impact on the child. Seeing those fallen men getting up again, Freya tightly held the silver needle in her hand, preparing to shoot it out. Just at that moment, a dark shadow passed by her, followed by a series of pitiful cries. Freya raised her head and met a pair of deep, cold, and lonely eyes, causing her heart to tremble fiercely.

Oops!

Honey is here!

What to do?

The first thought in her mind was to run!

She instinctively took a step to flee, but the man swiftly caught up to her, grabbing her shoulder.

"Why run?"

Freya tightly held onto her mask, trembling as she spoke, "Mister, if you lay a hand on me, I won't be polite."

Bradley's eyes showed a hint of amusement.

He had been waiting in the backstage lounge for half a day, but she didn't show up.

His inner patience was completely worn out, so he decided to come and check the situation, only to unexpectedly find her being bullied!

He reached out to help her out of the predicament, thinking she would at least pretend to be grateful. Little did he know she was feeling guilty and wanted to run away! And now she's still being rude to herself? Bradley wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, raising an eyebrow, "Oh, I help you out and this is how you treat your lifesaver?" Freya took a deep breath, planning to pretend she didn't know him. She pushed away the man's hand, coldly saying, "I didn't ask for your help!" Even if Bradley hadn't shown up, with the needles she had used, those people would have been in agony for a while. And she had already caught that paparazzo and snatched back the film. Film? The thought made Freya furrow her brows fiercely, her gaze scanning the paparazzo who was preparing to run away, and she strode forward to catch up with him.

Bradley was amused by her anger, catching up with her in three or four steps. He grabbed her wrist and forcefully turned her over, pressing her against the wall. "But I already saved you, you must repay me!"