Freya watched quietly as the scene unfolded, Ella caught in the crossfire between the two sisters. Despite her skills, she was already exhausted from dealing with a dozen people and was quickly brought down to the ground.

Freya clenched her fist tightly, the bones making a creaking sound.

"Ella..."

She called out her name in anguish, her eyes tinged with coldness, "True revenge is choking the enemy to death while they're alive, watching them suffer and die slowly, finding pleasure in it. That is the ultimate state of revenge."

"If you lose to these two venomous women, you're not worthy of being my sister," Freya's last words deeply shook Ella's heart.

At the moment of falling down, her heart felt like dead ashes, and she was even prepared to die.

But Freya's words revived her numb heart. She suddenly opened her eyes and forcefully caught her fist as it came crashing down.

"You... all go to hell!"

She used all her strength to push Evan out, then got up from the ground and kicked Zane in the stomach.

She turned around, gave Freya a cold smile, "Freya... you're right. True revenge is not killing the enemy, but letting them live, more painful than death!"

If Ella was filled with lifelessness just now, then at this moment, Ella was tinted with a bloodthirsty intent.

Her fists swung like heavy hammers towards Zane and Evan.

The two sisters did not expect Ella's strength to be so powerful, and were knocked down, spitting out blood.

"All the dead will be taken to the cemetery to kneel, as for Zane and Evan, they will be taken back to the dungeon of Raven Pavilion. From today, I will return to the Pavilion to inherit the position of pavilion master, and I will take back Everyone I lost."

Seeing this, Freya's suspended heart finally dropped.

She raised her lips and smiled lightly, "If Xavier in heaven sees you like this, he will definitely be proud of you, Ella. Congratulations on your rebirth!"

Ella looked up, a hot tear rolling down her eyes.

She stepped over the bodies on the ground, approaching Freya until she was in front of her.

Freya, I owe you two lives. Without you speaking up, I would never think of dying in this lifetime.

Freya reached out to wipe the bloodstains from her face, tears welled up in her eyes as she choked, "Then live well. Consider it as repayment to me. The promise is for a lifetime."

"Okay."

Ella smiled with tears in his eyes, tightly embracing her!

That day, Ella returned to Raven Pavilion.

With the support of the five elders, the succession ceremony went smoothly.

Once Ella inherited the position of the pavilion master, she reformed the entire Raven Pavilion. She eliminated all the people left by Juliet, replacing them with her own followers.

Even the rules of Raven Pavilion were revised by the five elders. She wanted to lead Everything in Raven Pavilion onto the right path gradually.

She also wanted to free Everything from their puppet identities, no longer taking on any dirty tasks to survive.

At the same time, she sent many people to continue investigating the secrets of the underground maze, as Juliet's whereabouts were still unknown, posing a threat if left unchecked.

In the evening.

After the rain, a rainbow appeared.

Freya sat on the balcony, enjoying the sun, holding her phone and texting Bradley.

"Husband, the rain has stopped, and a rainbow appeared in the sky. Sitting under the warm sunshine, it feels like I'm hiding in your arms, inexplicably... I miss you."

Even though they had only been apart for a short time, she already felt like it was a world away.

During this time, they were basically together every day, with the man taking care of her daily life. She had gotten used to relying on him for Everyone.

But now that he was going, her heart felt empty.

Although Mrs. would call her down for meals on time every day, and her cooking skills were Ella to Bradley's, sitting alone in the dining room, she would feel lonely and empty.

*Ding!*

The phone rang.

It was a text message from Bradley.

"How much do you miss me?"

Just three words, but she could still feel the man's indulgence through the screen.

Her heart skipped a beat, a blush spreading across her face as her slender fingers typed out a few words on the screen.

"Miss you very much."

Meanwhile, at the Dark Web headquarters.

The man was in the medical room, in a bad mood due to Xavier's injuries. Suddenly, he received a text message from Freya, and the tension in his facial lines slightly eased.

He replied, "Wait for me for two days, wait for me to come back and hold me. My chest is warmer than the sun."

Just as the message was sent successfully, Lance came to report, "Young Master, the head of the right palm affairs has just been sent to the emergency room again."

Listening, the man's brow furrowed deeply. Since he arrived, this is the third time that Xavier has faced a life-and-death crisis. Hawke has already made a death declaration to himself. It's uncertain if he can be saved, and even if he is saved, it's hard to say when he will wake up. He might become disabled, or perhaps a living dead... Bradley didn't want to hear these words. He said with a fierce expression, "Go tell Hawke that I want him to live. Otherwise, I'll make him lie down with Xavier." "Yes." Blue Book quickly went to report. Bradley was about to put away his phone when another text message from Freya came in. "Husband, just now she kicked me again. I captured a picture of her little foot!" The attached image was a round belly, with the footprint of a child visible on top. At that moment, Bradley's heart was fiercely struck, and he reached out uncontrollably to touch the cold screen.

The Blue Book quickly folded back, lowering his head and nodding, "Young Master, Hawke has already lay down by himself!" The man's face immediately darkened, frighteningly so.

Hawke lying down meant...he was helpless in the face of Xavier's condition!

The man quickly walked towards the emergency room.

If even Hawke couldn't save Xavier, would he have to force Freya to come over?

At this moment, Freya waited for a reply for a long time, feeling a little disappointed.

However, this negative emotion quickly dissipated, after all, Bradley had left to handle official business, and replying to her text message was already a rare moment of leisure for him. How could she demand an instant reply?

After sorting out her emotions, Freya stood up from the vine chair, and just then, her phone rang.

Thinking it was Bradley calling, she didn't even look at the caller ID and answered directly.

"Freya, do you have a place at your home? I want to move in and stay for a few days!"

Upon hearing the familiar female voice, Freya put down her phone and saw that it was actually Madeline calling.

She was stunned for three seconds before asking, "What happened?"

Madeline's angry voice came through the phone, "I've had enough of Patrick's mother, she's simply a pervert. I'm dying catering to her!"

"...So, is this a serious conflict between mother-in-law and Yara-in-law, ready for a showdown?"