Freya placed the fresh flowers aside, lazily leaning on the bed, and softly spoke, "You are aware of Poppy's identity, the interests involved are too deep, once exposed it will implicate others. Look at what's happening now, I have helped you handle some trouble, and the Information Bureau is coming after you."

"Madeline, I am truly sorry, because of my impulsive actions, you suffered!"

Madeline, hearing her say this, felt a bit angry, "There's no need to apologize, you did nothing wrong, it's me who caused trouble for you."

"But now the Information Bureau is investigating you, I'm worried they'll soon trace it back to you, and you might really face imprisonment."

Not knowing Poppy's identity was ying thing, now that it's Freya, it made her feel vaguely unsettled.

It was evident that someone was stirring up trouble behind the scenes, uncovering Poppy's identity was just a matter of time.

The concern was that the mastermind would fabricate false accusations, causing real trouble for Freya.

"Don't worry, they have been investigating me for years, but I am clean and not afraid of their scrutiny."

She was Poppy, that was true, but all she did was to punish the wicked, not crossing any legal lines. Hence, she wasn't afraid of their investigations.

As for the sin of blackening the capital's media information this time, at most, he will be detained for a few days on the pretext of disturbing public order. However, with Bradley's identity, those people also don't have the courage to touch her.

"Don't get involved in this matter recently, let Bradley handle it. After all, you have a child now and can't act as you please."

Madeline naturally believes that Bradley will handle it well. However, the mastermind behind this also cannot be let off.

"By the way, Freya, who do you think is behind this incident?"

Freya raised her eyebrows slightly, "Without any surprises, it's probably Lina, but perhaps there are others helping her behind the scenes."

As for who it is, their true colors will eventually be revealed. So Freya is not worried about this. What is most important to her now is the conflict between Madeline and Patrick.

"What about you, haven't made up with Patrick yet?"

"What's good with waiting so long to respond." Mentioning Patrick makes Madeline angry. Obviously, he was just following her a while ago, but she had been waiting for almost half an hour and he still hadn't arrived. Truly, you can't rely on men, even a sow can climb a tree. Patrick did indeed follow her out, but on the way, he received an emergency call from Ariana. Before the other party could speak, there were screams coming through the receiver. Worried about what had happened, Patrick could only turn around and rush to Ariana's residence. When he arrived, he found the villa's door partially open, the inside in a mess, as if it had been ransacked. "Ariana?"

He tried to call out, but the response he received was a silent emptiness. However, there were faint sounds coming from upstairs. Patrick furrowed his brows and walked upstairs. He gently pushed open the door and found the inside equally messy. The sound was coming from the bathroom. Patrick tried knocking on the door, "It's Patrick, are you inside?" As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door was opened, and a petite figure flew out from inside. Patrick couldn't avoid it, and the other person jumped into his arms. "Patrick, I was so scared, I thought I would never see you again." Patrick spread his hands, his body stiff in place, unsure whether to hold her or push her away.

Just because Ariana was wearing a spaghetti strap dress and her hair was wet and dripping with water, she cowered in his arms, trembling as if frightened.

"What happened?"

In the end, Patrick gently pushed her away.

He had Madeline now, so he couldn't touch other women and risk her misunderstanding.

Ariana was pushed away, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, but she concealed it well. The next moment, tears fell, "The water pipe in my house broke, so I called the property management to send a plumber for repairs. I was so scared when he tried to harm me, I had to call you..."

"Why didn't you call the police?"

Patrick walked into the bathroom, took out a towel, and wrapped it around her.

As a married man, he couldn't even glance at other women, lest he be unfaithful to Madeline.

Ariana watched him wrap her up like a zongzi, her hands on his thigh unconsciously clenched.

In order to provoke his pity, she intentionally brought in two people pretending to be property management causing trouble, and even bought a sexy spaghetti strap dress just to catch his attention.

Results...

The man didn't even look at her, and wrapped her up tightly.

Could it be that he has no feelings for her at all?

Her knuckles were white from being squeezed, and her voice choked up, "I picked up the phone to call the police, but I accidentally dialed your number, so I called you. I just fell just now and my phone fell into the water."

After saying this, she deliberately pulled up her skirt, revealing the wound on her knee.

Patrick saw this, his eyebrows furrowing deeper.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Ariana didn't want to go to the hospital. She had asked Patrick to come over just to be alone with him. So she politely refused, "No need to bother, just a little bruise, I can put some medicine on it and it will be fine in a few days."

After speaking, she pointed to a cabinet not far away and said, "I can't walk, can you help me get the first aid kit?"

"Okay." Patrick helped her back to the sofa and then went to get the first aid kit.

Ariana pretended to apply the medicine herself, but she couldn't lift her foot. In the end, Patrick couldn't bear to see it and said, "Let me do it."

Seeing her plan succeed, Ariana pretended to hesitate, "It's okay, I don't need it. If your wife sees this, she will get angry again."

"Between you and me, Everyone is clear. I'm not afraid of her misunderstandings," Patrick said casually.

In terms of reason and emotion, he couldn't ignore it.

After applying the medicine, Ariana said she needed to go to the bathroom. With her legs being inconvenient, Patrick had to help her inside and then out.

Ariana hid in the bathroom, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

Her tactics have always been irresistible to men. Patrick falling into her trap for the first time means there will soon be a second, third time.

For this man, she was determined to win him over, so she planned to fan the flames quicker. With this in mind, she stood up and poured herself a glass of water. In truth, she had deliberately left the injury, although it had bruised, it was not to the point where she couldn't walk. However, the more tender the woman, the harder it is for the man to resist. Even the most loyal husbands, when faced with a woman in trouble, will not stand by idly. Therefore, as long as you grasp the man's weakness, conquering him is not difficult. "Nan Xavier, I'm feeling better!" Ariana stood up and coquettishly called out. Patrick came in and helped her back to the sofa to rest, saying, "You should change your clothes first. I'll pull up the surveillance footage to see what really happened. That way, we can have evidence when we report it to the police."