Boss Xue was originally a bit hesitant. After all, this matter was rather tricky to deal with. But now, seeing Freya's sincerity, he responded to her firmly, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll take care of this matter."

Freya thanked him sincerely, "Then I'll trouble you, Boss Xue. Since you and Bradley are friends, just call me Freya like they do."

Hearing "sister-in-law" left and right made her feel rather uncomfortable.

Boss Xue turned his head to look at Bradley. This was the woman of the "living hell king". How to address her and whether he could call her by her first name depended on Bradley's order. Otherwise, he didn't have the guts to do as he pleased.

Bradley had been left out for a full ten minutes and was already in a bad mood. Meeting Boss Xue's gaze, he frowned coldly and said, "Has the orange juice arrived?"

What?

They were talking about the form of address, but this man brought up the issue of drinks as soon as he opened his mouth.

Boss Xue felt a bit embarrassed and pinched the center of his brows, saying, "I'll go and hurry them up."

After saying that, he stood up. Suddenly, the phone on the table rang. Boss Xue immediately swiped to answer it. He didn't know what the other person said, but he said happily, "Once it's here, quickly ask someone to squeeze the juice and bring it to the office."

After hanging up the phone, Boss Xue smiled and replied to Bradley, "Coincidentally, the private jet that delivered the oranges has landed. The fresh orange juice will be brought to Freya soon."

This mention of "Freya" made Bradley's brows furrow even more.

Had he given Boss Xue permission to call Freya like that?

Bradley's slender fingers tapped the table twice. "Lao Xue, she's mine." The threatening tone was beyond doubt.

Boss Xue didn't react at first. After realizing that Bradley was jealous, he smiled helplessly, "Don't worry. Even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to covet your woman. Besides, Freya looks only about twenty years old. It wouldn't be too much for her to call me uncle."

These words made Bradley very satisfied.

He turned his head to look at Freya and said gently, "Freya, call Uncle Xue."

Freya was just taking out her phone to send a text message to Chu Tian'er. Suddenly hearing this, she looked at the man with a helpless expression.

Could he stop being so childish?

Although Boss Xue was older in age, his face looked only about twenty or thirty years old. How could she call him uncle?

"Husband, this isn't appropriate." Freya whispered in his ear.

But the man was stubborn. "What's inappropriate about it? He's twenty years older than you. It's not too much to call him uncle."

Freya sighed several times in her heart.

When this man was being childish, he was even more difficult to control than a three-year-old child.

He was simply being unreasonable.

"I'm going to the balcony to see if the reporters have left." Freya didn't want to call him uncle, so she changed the topic. Without waiting for the man's approval, she walked towards the huge floor-to-ceiling window on her own.

Boss Xue saw that Bradley's face had fallen and couldn't help but tease, "I never expected the fearsome Bradley to be so obediently tamed by a little girl."

Bradley's gaze was following Freya. Suddenly hearing these words, his gentle eyes instantly turned sharp and shot towards Boss Xue like a blade.

Boss Xue shrank his neck in fright and quickly said, "I'll go and see if the orange juice is ready." Then he scurried away.

...

Bradley leaned back in his chair, pinched the center of his brows, and finally got up from the sofa and walked towards Freya.

From Freya's angle, she could clearly see what was going on downstairs.

There were densely packed people, probably around a dozen or so.

So, if they wanted to leave, they would probably have to go through some trouble.

Just as she was thinking, a familiar male scent wafted over. Then a pair of strong iron arms wrapped around her slender waist. The man rested his chin in the crook of her neck, and his voice was deep, hoarse, and sexy.

"Well, have you thought of a way to get away?"

Freya shook her head and said, "Unless we can lead the reporters away, we won't be able to leave today."

These reporters had clearly targeted them. Freya had a hunch that as long as they stayed here, the reporters would definitely stay downstairs and not leave.

Bradley kissed her shoulder and neck, then turned her body around and held her tightly in his arms. "You've forgotten that they're chasing after Wuming and the Dark Horse. Later, we'll just go out as Bradley and Freya."

Hearing this, Freya suddenly realized.

At this crucial moment, why was her mind not working properly?

"Husband, you're so smart!" Freya stood on tiptoe and gently pinched the man's handsome face, saying, "Then let's go now. I'm so tired."

After all this commotion, she was indeed exhausted.

The key was that she was worried about Chu Tian'er and wanted to see her as soon as possible.

Bradley naturally understood her thoughts and nodded, "Okay."

So, the two of them held hands and left.

Boss Xue came over with the orange juice. Coincidentally, he saw them enter the elevator and said eagerly, "Bradley, Freya, the orange juice is ready. Why don't you two drink it before leaving?"

However, the elevator door had already closed, and the two of them didn't hear his words.

Boss Xue looked at the bright orange juice in his hand, which was giving off a strong orange fragrance, and shook his head, saying, "All my efforts were in vain. I sent a private jet to bring the fresh oranges, and I even selected the best oranges myself to squeeze the juice. But all my thoughtfulness was wasted."

As Boss Xue sighed, he drank the orange juice in the cup. As soon as the juice entered his mouth, his pupils dilated sharply.

"No wonder it's the drink for the woman of the 'king of hell'. The taste is simply amazing!"

Boss Xue quickly finished two cups of orange juice and then went into the office with a sense of lingering aftertaste.

But just as he reached the sofa, he suddenly saw something left on the sofa.

He bent down and picked it up. It was actually a badge.

Looking closely at the emblem on it, it seemed to be the symbol of the Yelu royal family.

Boss Xue frowned deeply and walked towards the desk. He opened the cabinet with a key and took out a badge from inside.

It was exactly the same!

Boss Xue clenched the badge in his hand and then quickly chased out.

...

Taking off the Dark Horse's mask and putting aside Chu Tian'er's identity, Freya and Bradley stepped out of the downstairs hall with their true faces. A group of reporters rushed out from all directions.

But after seeing the two familiar yet unfamiliar faces, they were all shocked.

It wasn't the Dark Horse and Wuming, but...

The Lord of Solterra and the Queen of Solterra?

The reporters could hardly believe it. They didn't expect the Dark Horse and Wuming to appear, but they actually got these two big figures in front of them.

"Lord of Solterra and Queen of Solterra, did you also come to watch the boxing match?"

The reporters immediately switched to the bombardment mode and pointed the microphones at the two of them.

Bradley always protected Freya in his arms. He looked down at all the reporters with a cold and domineering expression and said in a deep voice, "Yes, my wife is a fan of the Dark Horse."

This cold sentence carried an air of arrogance that others couldn't see through.

The reporters only heard the surface meaning, but Freya was different. She could hear the strong sense of pride in the man's words.

Just because she had said that she liked the Dark Horse, he had been showing off ever since.