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The corners of Regina's lips couldn't help but rise as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, but she

was still a little uneasy, "Are you sure Bradley will really have sex with Freya? What if he's not willing to go after

Freya?"

"Miss Wells, you can rest assured of that! The kind of medicine I asked someone to get, even a eunuch would have

to be a man for a while! Bradley is a normal man, after drinking that kind of medicine, he won't even be able to tell

if he's a man or a beast, so how could he possibly let Freya go!"

"Miss Wells, tonight, just wait and enjoy the show, it is so exciting, you don't want to miss it!"

After saying this, the man simply hung up the phone.

Regina looked at the phone screen that was fading to black in her hand, the corners of her lips raised in an arc.

It's so nice, the woman he loves most and the subordinate he trusts most will be got in bed. Regina can't wait to see

the look on Kieran's face!

Freya was in an extraordinarily bright mood after seeing the news online this afternoon.

She felt her mood still drifting until she went to the set.

Well, Mr. Fitzgerald is indeed very powerful, in this world, there is nothing that Mr. Fitzgerald cannot do.

Last night, Kieran said he would give her a reward, but at that time things had not yet been resolved and she was

too embarrassed to ask for a reward from him.

Tonight, she'll have to think about what she wants as a reward.

Letting Mr. Fitzgerald offer himself to accompany her to unlock new positions?

Freya shook her head vigorously, this idea was too vulgar! Mr. Fitzgerald would definitely dislike her lack of reserve!

After all, in his opinion, they had only just established their relationship and unlocked new positions was too fast!

Freya was racking her brains to think of what reward she should ask for, and the screenwriter Spencer suddenly

reached out his hand and tapped her on the shoulder.

Freya was startled and subconsciously turned around to see Spencer looking at her with a difficult face.

The scriptwriter of "The Mythical Doctor" was Spencer, Freya had worked with her before and she had even helped

her with her words, so their relationship had always been good. “Are you uncomfortable somewhere? Do you need

me to take your pulse?" Freya asked.

"Freya, I want to ask you to do me a favour." Spencer and Freya's relationship was getting better and better, and

her name for Freya changed from the initial Dr. Stahler to Freya.

"What's the favor? Just let me know if you need anything, I'll do my best as long as I can do something!"

A quick flash of guilt passed through Spencer's eyes, and in a flash she was back to the unbearably embarrassed

look she had just had.

"Freya, my daughter is sick and tonight, I have to go home early."

Spencer paused and then said to Freya, "But Jason's part of the script is still waiting for me to deliver it to him

tonight. My assistant is on leave and Jason is at the Blues, I have to take a long detour to get there. Can you help

me give the script to him?”

"Freya, I know it's a lot of trouble, but I'm really worried about my daughter and I want to go back and see her

sooner rather than later."

Freya is a mother, she naturally understands Spencer's feelings. In the past, when she was abroad alone and Jaden

or Jayla was sick, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Spencer, what kind of trouble is this? You don't have to be so polite! I happen to be on my way anyway, I'll just

drop the script off to Jason!"

Freya knew Jason, he was the male first in the new drama, and was said to be a particularly big name, and hadn't

even entered the cast yet. He wanted the script tonight, and if she didn't send it to him, he would definitely have to

get in trouble with Spencer.

"Freya, thank you." Spencer's eyes looked deeply at Freya, she moved her lips, as if she still wanted to say

something to Freya, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

She quickly wrote down the box number where Jason was on a piece of paper, put it together with the printed out

script and put it into Freya's hand, and the moment she turned around, she moved her lips silently.

Freya, I'm sorry.

It's usual to drop off a script, so Freya hasn't given it much thought, plus she and Spencer are so close that she

can't deliberately think too darkly of people's hearts.

In fact, Freya wanted to ask Spencer at that time, just send the electronic version of the script to Jason and let his

team print it!

However, thinking of the fact that many stars like to play big and demand that the crew must respectfully deliver

the script to them, this was something that Freya did not ask.

After finishing the crew's business, Freya drove her car straight to the Blues.

Just now, she took a call from Kieran, who said he was now at Blues and told her to take an early rest. Freya did not

tell Kieran that she would also go to Blues later, and after she finished delivering the script to Jason, she sneaked off

to Kieran's box to give him a surprise.

After glancing at the box number on the sticky note in her hand to make sure the box in front of her was the one

Jason was in, Freya knocked on the door, intending to give him the script quickly so she could go find her man.

No one responded.

The sound inside such boxes is usually so chaotic, with friends meeting and mingling, that you can't hear the knock

on the door outside.

Freya didn't waste any more energy knocking on the door either, as she pushed it open directly and headed inside

the box.

After pushing it open, Freya noticed something was not normal.

There are no lights on inside the box.

It was dark inside, not at all like a party.

Realising something, Freya quickly exited the door and intended to leave, but before she could close the

compartment door behind her, a large hand tightly clutched her wrist.

Of course, Freya would not be foolish enough to wait to be dragged into the box. She tried to break the hand with

force, but the hand was so strong that she could not break it even though she had used almost all her strength.

"Let go of me!"

She tried to attack the weakest part of the man's body, but the man's body was too agile, so her attacks could not

succeed.

"Help!"

When Freya cried out for help, the man quickly reached out his other hand and just covered her mouth and nose

with a deadly grip.

Freya shook her head vigorously, she found that all those skills she had learnt to defend herself before had turned

into a pose in front of this man.

No matter how much she struggled, she was eventually dragged inside the compartment by force, and in the next

second, the door of the compartment was fastened shut by him.

And in the midst of this darkness, Freya gradually saw the outline of the man in front of her clearly.

It was Bradley.