"Evan sent a message saying that there are ambushes in both the east and west directions of Raven Pavilion, and heavy troops are guarding the northwest direction. Therefore, we cannot approach these two directions. I will disguise myself as a member of Raven Pavilion to secretly investigate the situation. You wait outside for my message before taking action."

"Okay."

At this point, this is the only arrangement.

Ella knows how to disguise himself. After taking down a member of Raven Pavilion, he changes into their appearance and secretly sneaks in.

Just then, a subordinate hurriedly rushed to the main hall and whispered something in Juliet's ear.

"Alright, since she dares to come, let her go and never return. Issue orders to strictly guard all entrances and exits, not even letting a fly escape."

"Yes!"

With the order given to the subordinates, they quickly withdrew.

In fact, Juliet was not drunk. She has a good tolerance for alcohol. How could just a few glasses of wine possibly make her drunk?

The reason for pretending to be drunk is to see what Evan wants to do. Unexpectedly, she is playing tricks with Ella, trying to team up against herself. "Evan, if you want to save yourself, it's up to you next! If you can take Ella's life, I can spare her!" Juliet smirked maliciously. Evan has been captured, and now she has the phone that connects with Ella in her hand, she can completely control the situation. Even if Ella brings many helpers, what's the point? In the end, she will still be the loser! She wants her to taste the bitterness of five years ago again, and make Ella regret living in this world. "Yes, I will assist the Lord to take down Juliet, this traitor!" ... Imperial View Manor. Freya paced anxiously in the living room, it has been over three hours since Ella left.

In the middle, no message has been received once.

Compared to her nervousness, Bradley sat on the sofa, seemingly relaxed, making a call to Lucas.

The matter of inheriting the grand ceremony has been dragging on, and many follow-up tasks need to be taken care of by Lucas.

Seeing Freya's mood stretched too tightly, Bradley kept his words short and quickly ended the call.

"Heart, you need to rest well, being too tense is not good for your health."

From just now until now, she hasn't rested for a moment, even dinner was just eaten casually, her expression anxious.

Bradley knew she was worried, but at this time, apart from waiting, there was no other way.

Freya sat down beside him and asked anxiously, "Has there been any news from Xavier? What's the situation now?"

"Don't worry, Everyone is going smoothly. Ella has already infiltrated Spirit Pavilion, Xavier and Patrick are outside coordinating, and there are also Ella's people inside Spirit Pavilion. This plan will not have any problems."

However, Freya did not think so.

Juliet, this woman is too cunning and deceitful. Last time she used a python to deal with Ella, who knows what tricks she has prepared this time. Although Bradley said there is no room for error, she still feels uneasy. It's as if something is about to happen. "Bradley, I always feel that something is not right. Everyone seems simple, but in reality, it is complex. With Juliet's methods, she will definitely set up an ambush near Sovereign Pavilion." "I'm worried that Evan is unreliable. Maybe her being hypnotized has already been exposed, and Juliet will come up with a plan to lure Ella into a trap." Thinking about this, Freya became more and more nervous. Bradley furrowed his brows, took out his phone and sent a text message to Xavier to inquire about the situation. Freya's worries, he naturally also thought of. Along with Xavier and Patrick who have been with him through thick and thin over the years, they have already cultivated many combat skills and know how to adapt in battle. Against Juliet's tactics, they are fully confident. Just as he was thinking, the text message reply came back.

Short four words, revealing endless confidence.

"Counterattack upon seeing the opportunity!"

Bradley curved his lips, put away his phone, and pulled Freya into his arms. "Xavier has replied, things are developing very smoothly, don't worry, close your eyes and have a good sleep."

Even hearing him say that, Freya still couldn't feel at ease.

Will revenge be carried out smoothly and Ella be able to come back safely?

Just as she was thinking, her phone rang.

Her heart skipped a few beats, she took out her phone and looked at the caller ID, surprisingly it was from an unknown number.

She blinked suspiciously, who would call her so late?

Sliding to answer, a clear voice came through the receiver.

"Miss Freya!"

"Who are you?"

There was a moment of silence before the other person spoke, "I am Arthur Yael, we've met before."

Arthur Yael?

Freya furrowed her brows, wondering why he had approached her.

Then she heard the man's voice again, "I'm sorry to disturb you so late. I called you this late mainly to thank you. If it weren't for your help, my idiot son wouldn't have been able to get out of the detention center so quickly."

Freya replied calmly, "You're welcome. As long as the matter is resolved. I just hope that the king can properly teach the crown prince. This is not Zarovia, where he can do as he pleases."

"Of course, I will make sure to punish him." Arthur Yael paused for a moment before continuing, "I will be returning to my country tomorrow. I'm wondering if I could see Miss Freya ying last time?"

Previously, Arthur Yael had sent his guards to investigate the news of Charlotte and had confirmed that she had passed away several years ago.

He used some means to find Charlotte's grave. When he saw the black and white photo on the tombStone, he was stunned in place.

The faces of the mother and Yara did indeed look similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.

So, it was actually Charlotte that I have seen before, which is why Freya's face seems familiar? Arthur Yael couldn't recall where exactly he had seen Charlotte, perhaps in the capital of Magniflora, at some point in time. But after all, it had been too long, memories too fragmented to put together. "Sorry, I am pregnant and my husband is strict about not letting me go out, so I can't meet you," Freya politely declined. Arthur Yael wasn't giving up, sighing softly, "If your husband is worried, we can meet together, and I can thank him in person as well." Freya hesitated upon hearing this. Arthur Yael is, after all, the King of Z country, and Bradley is soon to inherit the Southern Country. Even if the two countries do not have diplomatic relations, being able to peacefully coexist is naturally the best. After some consideration, she said, "I will ask my husband and get back to you." With that, she hung up the phone and glanced at Bradley. "Was it Arthur Yael who called?"

Before Freya could speak, Bradley spoke first. Freya nodded, "Yes, he wants to meet me in person." Originally thought that Bradley would refuse, but unexpectedly he nodded, "OK, I'll accompany you."