Freya naturally saw it, but she didn't care.

Standing up from her seat, Freya politely said, "The queen still needs acupuncture at night. Thank you, Count, for your hospitality. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Some words stopped at a certain point. She believed that Count Silver was a smart person and would naturally understand her meaning.

Just by the way he registered the seat, it was confirmed that this man was determined to deal with her master.

Therefore, in the next move, she would not show any mercy to Count Silver's men.

Just as she took a step, suddenly a group of guards rushed out from the dark night, drawing their swords to block her way.

"What does Count Silver mean by this?" Freya turned around and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, just wanted to invite Doctor Jane to sit down and finish this meal." After speaking, he waved his hand towards the guards, and the group of guards came forward to hold Freya's shoulders and made her sit back down.

Freya looked very calmly at Silver, raised an eyebrow and said, "I heard that Count Silver had a good relationship with the queen. The queen even personally had someone build this mansion for the Count. Now Count Silver has turned against her and even turned against the queen. I wonder if Count Silver is living comfortably, or if he has been haunted by dreams at night?"

After saying this, Silver's face turned extremely ugly.

The next second, a dagger quickly pressed against Freya's neck, "Who gave you the courage to speak to me like this?"

...

Dark web headquarters.

Inside the office.

Bradley leaned back in his chair, with a computer in front of him playing a surveillance video.

As his subordinates mentioned, in the past few days, apart from some circuit problems, no one had entered the surveillance room.

This further confirms the presence of a mole within the dark web.

Knock knock knock!

A knock on the door was heard from outside, the man said "come in," and then saw Lance walking in with a cup of coffee.

"Young master, you haven't eaten tonight. Do you need me to have someone bring you some food?" Bradley waved his hand, "No need, I'm not hungry." The pressure of work made him breathless, and not knowing the situation back in the Kingdom only made his mood even darker. How could he have an appetite?

"By the way, is there any news from Ran's side?" Bradley asked.

Blue Book nodded, "Ran has been patrolling as usual every day and has not set foot outside the palace. However, our people accidentally discovered that Ran snuck out of the palace late last night."

"Do you know what he went out to do?" Bradley took a sip of his coffee, the bitterness stimulating his taste buds, causing him to furrow his brow slightly.

"Not clear, our people lost track of him after following."

Upon hearing this, Bradley gently shook the coffee cup in his hand, picked up the phone beside him, and made a call.

"Nan Xavier, have someone monitor Ran's movements for twenty hours, especially late at night. Make sure to find out who Ran met and what plans they are scheming!" Ran itself was already riddled with suspicions.

The reason I kept him by my side was to use him to expose the fox's tail behind. Now it seems that the fox's tail is about to be revealed! "Rest assured, leave Everyone to me," Patrick said, patting his chest. "Also, protect Freya, I'm worried those people will target the child!" Originally, he planned to return to the palace, but there was a traitor on the dark web, so now he can only take it slow. "Speaking of Freya, her temper has been big these past two days. Sometimes she cries uncontrollably. She suddenly had a fever last night, and Madeline and I were tortured and didn't sleep all night," a deep sigh came from the other end. Bradley's face immediately turned ugly upon hearing this, "Why did she have a fever out of nowhere?" Patrick said, "I'm not sure either. She suddenly cried in the middle of the night, and when Madeline went to check on her, she found out about the fever. But it's already going now, she's eating and smiling as usual, so no need to worry." Bradley finally relaxed, "Ask the doctor to pay more attention to Freya's mental state. Inform me immediately if anything happens." "Okay." After hanging up the phone, Bradley's brows furrowed even more tightly.

There has been trouble in the Holy Rock Country, with a traitor in the dark web. The palace is still at risk, with many things intertwined that seem like coincidences but are actually connected. However, one thing is certain – if Queen Sally can bring down Count Silver and Lady, all problems will be solved!

"Blue, go hurry Dr. Lobo to research the antidote as soon as possible!"

After Blue left, Bradley suddenly held his chest in pain, causing the coffee cup in his hand to fall to the ground and shatter into pieces.

What's going on?

Why this sudden chest pain and anxiety?

Could it be...

Is something wrong with his heart?

...

Count's mansion.

Freya looked at Marquess Silver with unparalleled calmness and lightly smiled, "Does the Marquess want to kill me?"

"So what if I do? If you fall into my hands, do you think you can escape?" Marquess Silver's eyes were filled with killing intent, and he increased the pressure on his hand, quickly cutting a blood mark on Freya's fair neck.

Even facing such a crisis, she showed no fear on her face, but instead sneered, "I've heard that the Marquess and the Queen have a close relationship, but in the face of power, all talk of love and loyalty is meaningless. In these days, I have been helping the Queen suppress poison. I have heard the Queen talk about the Marquess a lot. The Queen still deeply trusts the Marquess in her heart, and even has already considered the Marquess's future. The Queen said that as long as she is in power, she will definitely protect the Marquess for a lifetime. Even if the Marquess has no one to rely on in this life, she is still the Marquess's relative."

"But I didn't expect that while the Queen was considering the Marquess so much, the Marquess was actually hurting the Queen behind her back, and even conspiring with outsiders to harm the Queen, even resorting to poisoning her food. I would like to ask the Marquess, can you be at peace with your conscience treating the Queen like this?"

"Shut up! She hates me so much, she would love to see me cut into a thousand pieces now, how could she still be considering my well-being!"

Marquess Silver's hand holding the dagger trembled faintly, and even his emotions were deeply stimulated by her words.

His pupils turned crimson, the dagger exerted more force, and the blade cut deeper by a few inches.

Freya winced in pain, but remained calm, "Believe it or not, but please, Marquess, think it over again. Between the Queen and Lady, who is really helping you, and who truly wants to put you in jeopardy!"

This statement, like a sledgehammer, struck deep into Marquess Silver's heart, and slowly he relaxed his grip.

In the next second, he pressed Freya's throat even harder and fiercely warned, "Who are you exactly?"