My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Freya's eyelids jumped and she subconsciously gripped the phone in her hand tightly, and then she had received

another text message.

"Freya, your mother, in fact, was killed by a fall."

"She was already in poor health, I had her thrown down the stairs, she was already dying and I kindly left a few

stabs in her heart."

"Stab after stab, how is it that in your mother's body, there is no end to the blood flowing?!"

Freya looked at the one text message that on her phone and felt her whole heart being torn up.

She pressed her heart to death, the excruciating pain that continued unabated.

Her fingertips trembled as she replied, "Who are you?! Why did you do that to my mother?!"

Thinking of the picture of Bernice collapsing in a pool of blood, Freya's heart ached so much that she could not

breathe.

Her mother, Bernice, was gentle and calm, graceful and kind, and always full of kindness to whomever she treated.

She couldn't figure out how her mother, who was so nice, could be killed in such a cruel way!

How much it should have hurt her to push herself down the stairs and stab her mother in the chest while she was

still breathing!

"Who the hell are you!"

The person who sent the text message acted as if he did not see the message Freya had sent. Immediately

afterwards, Freya received several more text messages.

"It makes me so happy to watch your mother bleed! If I hadn't been worried about being found out, I would have

wanted to see her bleed out before I left."

"Freya, you and your mother look so much alike."

"Oh, it would be perfect if you died in the same way as your mother!"

The last text message Freya received, the person over there seemed to have been unable to restrain the twisted

hatred in his heart, "Freya, that bitch Bernice is waiting for you to go down there to keep her company!"

"Who are you?! Who the hell are you!"

Freya sent several text messages one after another, but she received no more replies.

It was as if a million ants were gnawing at her heart. She stopped texting and called the man directly.

Almost immediately, the call was answered and Freya's voice was hoarse as she yelled, "Who are you?! Who the

hell are you!"

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so fierce?" What came from the other end of the phone was an old and

amiable voice.

Freya froze, she dared not think that the person who sent her that kind of text message was an old man with a

calm voice.

Suddenly, unsure, she subconsciously asked, "You were the one who just texted me, right?"

"Texted you? I don't know how to text!"

The old man thought of something and it dawned on him, "Oh, someone just borrowed my mobile phone and said

she was calling her daughter. You are her daughter!"

"What does the person who borrowed your phone look like?" Freya asked eagerly.

"What does she look like? I'm blind, how can I know what she looks like!" The old man sighed softly, "Did you have a

fight with your mother? There is no such thing as an overnight feud between a mother and her daughter, so don't

get angry with your mother!"

"Grandpa, where are you now? I want to go over."

If there was a camera nearby that could have captured this scene of that woman borrowing the phone, she would

have found her mother's killer!

"I'm in Qisen Village!" The old man said carrying his cane, "Your mother has already left our village, it's useless for

you to come over. Don't argue with your mother!"

Qisen Village ......

Freya had heard of the name of this village before, which was a very remote small village in Arkpool City, and in a

place like that, it was naturally impossible to have cameras.

The woman who had sent her the text message had left the village, so even if she went there now, it would be a

wasted trip.

She still, can't bring her mother's killer to justice!

Even now, she doesn't even know the woman's name or what she looks like!

But that woman wanted her life. She could make her pay the worst price one day sooner or later, as long as she

created a commotion!

"Freya, who are you talking to on the phone? What grandpa?" Kiki heard Freya's voice and asked with a concerned

look on her face.

There was no secret between Freya and Kiki, and she said truthfully to Kiki, "Kiki, the one who killed my mother was

a woman! She showed up!"

"Where is she?" Kiki looked righteously indignant, "Let's go to the police now and make her pay the price she

deserves!"

"Kiki, I don't have any clues, I don't know who she is either, it's useless even if we call the police now." Freya sighed

somewhat wearily, "Besides, my mother has been dead for years, at that time everyone thought my mother died of

illness, I'm just afraid that even if we call the police, we can't make a case."

Although Kiki was not willing to continue to let the murderer go free, she had to admit that Freya was right.

For the death of Bernice, the Stahler family declared to the public that she died of illness, and if Freya went to the

police now, the police would only treat her as a madman.

"Freya, don't feel bad, the murderer will pay the price one day!" Kiki clutched Freya's hand and said in a soft voice

to comfort her.

Freya nodded vigorously, she also believed that the person who killed her mother would pay with his life!

Freya was afraid that Kiki would be worried, she didn't tell Kiki about the threat that person posed to her, she

actually wasn't worried about what that person would do to her, what she was most worried about was the safety of

the two little ones.

She quietly called Bradley and asked him to send a few more bodyguards to protect the two little ones.

She could die, but the pain of losing her two little ones was more than she could bear.

Tonight is their celebration party, and Freya doesn't want to think about too many bad things, there are some things

that should always come, she will face them with ease.

Freya thought that tonight she would be celebrating with Kiki, Freddie and Quinn, but she didn't expect an

unexpected guest to arrive in the box.

Lucy.

Seeing Lucy, Freddie’s face instantly turned blushed.

Having known Freddie for so many years, Freya could tell with a single glance whether he was drunk or shy.

She didn't expect that Freddie, who was usually cheeky, would become shy like this when he saw Lucy.

Freddie sat nervously on the sofa, his palms were sweating, he stood up hastily and looked at Lucy, "Lucy, I'm a fan

of yours, can I have your autograph?"

Lucy didn't expect to run into a fan when she came over to look for Freya. Although she was high and cold, she had

always been gentle with her fans.

She took the signature pen out of her bag and asked thoughtfully, "Where do I sign?"

Freddie couldn't have been more excited when Lucy agreed to sign his autograph.

He pointed to his face and laughed happily, "Sign here! Sign here!"

He wants to sign his goddess' name all over his entire face.