The two walked hand in hand in the cherry blossom garden. In fact, these cherry blossoms had been blooming for a month already. Bradley was worried that Freya would miss the blooming season, but this year the cherry blossoms lasted so long, they stayed for a month without withering.

This made Bradley feel incredulous.

"I had a long dream, dreaming that I was a princess of a country. The two of us often had to attend various occasions, endure all kinds of flattery and sycophancy from people. Every time I couldn't stand it, I would drag you away halfway."

Freya recalled this dream, smiling as she spoke, "I've actually had this dream before. Sometimes, I even doubt that maybe I was a princess in my past life."

Half-jokingly, these words entered Bradley's ears and plunged him into deep contemplation.

Since the moment he found out that Freya was not Freya Patrick's biological Yara, he had never stopped investigating her background.

At that time, the clue he found was that her father was a certain king.

Now, with Freya having frequent dreams like this, it made him more certain that this clue was correct.

As long as he could determine which country the other party was from, he could basically find out the whereabouts of Freya's biological father.

"Freya, you understand better than anyone else, this is not about past lives, but in this lifetime, you are a princess." Bradley stopped in his tracks, lifting her chin to make her look into his eyes, saying deeply.

Freya was momentarily stunned, then snorted lightly, "Even if my biological father was once a prince, what does it matter? The royal court is full of intrigue and constant power struggles. My biological father may not necessarily become king."

Though she had unraveled the mystery of her origins, Freya never wanted to acknowledge it, nor did she harbor any expectations.

Because she knew, even if she found her biological father, so what?

This man had hurt her mother in the past and failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a man, leaving her and her mother to fend for themselves. Such a man was not worthy of her acknowledgment.

"According to my investigation, there is indeed a possibility that your biological father has become king, and internationally, he is highly respected as a good ruler for the country and the people," Bradley said.

There were gradually clues appearing on Frederick's side, and he believed he would soon uncover Everyone about Freya.

However, what Bradley was most concerned about now was whether Freya could accept this truth.

After all, whenever this matter was brought up, Freya always avoided the topic.

Bradley understood her grievances because she and her mother had suffered for so many years, while that man had never shown up. This was something that anyone would find hard to bear.

"We'll go inside and take a look." Freya didn't want to talk about this matter and changed the subject.

Bradley sighed deeply and said okay, then he led her around everywhere.

He had been investigating this matter but hadn't told Freya, hoping to let her calm down and maybe accept the mystery of her birth after some time.

Unexpectedly, to this day, she still rejected it.

The two fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Bradley took Freya to a pavilion and sat down, took off his suit jacket and draped it over her, then touched her hands to make sure they were still warm before instructing the maid to prepare some snacks.

Freya leaned on the man's shoulder, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of her, and said softly, "I had another dream, do you want to hear?"

Bradley nodded, "Tell me, I'm listening."

Freya tilted her head to look at the man's handsome face, and her slender fingers gently brushed over his handsome face before she spoke, "I had reached the Bridge of Helplessness, and then I heard you calling me. I thought I was going to die, and I was wondering what you and Yara would do, so I desperately ran back. Many people were chasing me from behind."

Bradley listened quietly, grinned, "When you were unconscious, I had the same dream. When I saw you about to cross the Bridge, I called you back, and I took you with me to run out of the Yellow Springs Road. We successfully returned home."

Freya looked up at the man, although she knew he was caring her, she still chuckled softly, "No matter where I go in the future, you must promptly bring me back, don't let me get lost again."

After experiencing this life and death separation, Freya cherished her life even more.

Death is not scary, what's frightening is how many people will be sad and grief-stricken after she dies.

Furthermore, with concerns in her heart, she gradually became more afraid of death.

Bradley held her hand and kissed it on the lips, "Wherever you go, I will follow, I will never let go of your hand in this lifetime."

The two sat in the pavilion leaning against each other, until night fell, and a cool breeze blew in, Bradley carried Freya back to the sleeping palace in his arms.

He placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, then leaned over and kissed her forehead before saying, "I'll go answer a phone call, I'll come back to accompany you in a while."

"Alright," nodded Freya.

Bradley took his phone to the balcony to answer the call, while Summer lay quietly watching him.

Although the man's voice was low, Summer still heard words like 'beast venom' and 'laboratory' in a daze.

She got up from the bed, put on her cotton slippers on the floor, and quietly approached the man from behind. Bradley felt the breath behind him, hung up the phone without saying more, and turned to look at Freya. "Not obedient again." After saying that, he sighed and bent down to pick her up again.

"Is there news from that side?" Freya, a very agile person, may not have heard the whole conversation between the two, but she could probably guess some of it. "Our people have already found the trace of White. He is lurking in a mysterious underground laboratory, similar to the underground maze back then, mainly working for Belle." Bradley held her and roughly explained the whole situation to her.

After hearing the story, Freya asked in confusion, "What is the laboratory mainly researching?"

"Beast venom!" Bradley's eyes darkened, and even his voice carried a chilling tying. "The snake venom that afflicts you is also developed by this laboratory. Recently, I and Gabriel went to investigate the situation inside the laboratory. There are more than a dozen researchers alone, but the specific situation inside is still waiting for Gordonbu's information." Just as Gabriel sent a message saying that someone had left the laboratory and they had secretly captured them.

However, this person did not comply with the interrogation and ended up committing suicide on the spot. Bradley thought that these researchers may have already been controlled by White, so even if they were caught, they may not reveal much. Therefore, the key lies in White. Only by capturing White can the flow of the animal venom be completely cut off worldwide. "You mean Gordon went undercover?" When he heard this news, Freya was still shocked.