Chapter 272


    Chapter 272


    A disdainful snort escaped Freya as she listened to the reporter’s question. “Your imagination is quite


    vivid, but if you rely on ndering others to gain news coverage, being a journalist doesn’t grant you


    immunity.”


    In this short moment, themotion and conversation between Freya and the reporter had attracted


    the attention of the people around them. Heads turned, and gazes were cast.


    Some were sympathetic, while others wore mocking expressions.


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    Freya frowned and was about to ask the reporter to leave when a male voice came from behind her.


    “Get


    lost.”


    Matthew emerged from behind Freya and looked coldly at the male reporter.


    “Which media outlet are you from?”


    The reporter immediately fell silent. After all, the Hood Group had several mediapanies under its


    umbre, so dealing with a single reporter was quite simple.


    Seeing that the reporter, who had been spouting baseless spections, immediately backed down,


    Matthew sneered.


    “Coming to our Hood Residence and spouting nonsense, yet quick to back down when faced with


    resistance. Do you think Miss Kaufmann is an easy target just because she’s a young woman?”


    “No, that’s not what I meant.” The reporter stammered, turning to leave. However, Matthew demanded


    icily. “Apologize, or else.”


    The reporter hesitated for a moment. The broad road was right in front of him, and there were no


    security personnel blocking his way. However, he knew Matthew would certainly not let him off easily if


    he left just like this now.


    At that, he turned around and returned to Freya’s side, bowing deeply, showing a sincere apologetic


    posture.


    “I’m sorry, Miss Kaufmann. My behavior earlier was wrong


    Freya nced sharply at the reporter. This person had concocted a ridiculous story earlier, but now he


    was apologizing without any pressure. It seemed like he was ustomed to this.


    Freya ignored the reporter and turned to enter the gates of the Hood Residence.


    As she had suspected, the banquet this day was indeed not rted to any coboration between the


    Kaufmanns and the Hoods.


    “Matthew Hood, how did I not realize you’re a liar?” Freya nced at the person walking beside her,


    her voice filled with irritation.


    Matthew Hood appeared unabashed. “If I didn’t say that, you wouldn’t havee.”


    “I really dislike these kinds of events. They’re too noisy. She would much rather be at home spending


    time with her baby.


    “I’ll take you to a quieter ce.” Matthew reached out to hold her hand.


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    rom his touch. You can lead the way ahead.”


    Matthew looked at his rejected hand and smirked. He then proceeded to guide Freya for a while, taking


    twists and turns. Surprisingly, they ended up back in a spot where they could see the banquet venue.


    Freya frowned. “You can get lost even in your own house?”


    “No, take a closer look.”


    Freya approached and found that the ce where she was standing was three to four meters higher


    than the venue. There was a railing in between, so she could see most of the people in the venue, but


    no one could climb up to where she was.


    “What if you encounter danger by being in the garden? This spot is perfect. Matthew walked over to


    Freya.


    and smiled.


    Encounter danger in the garden? Freya cast a silent nce at Matthew.


    The only time she had encountered danger in the garden in her life was when he tried to force a kiss on


    her.


    Matthew noticed Freya’s gaze and quirked a brow. “Remembering something?”


    “No.”


    “To think you still dare to follow me around in the garden after what happenedst time. It seems like


    you. trust me a lot. Matthew chuckled.


    Freya fell silent.


    She didn’t trust Matthew; she trusted herself.


    Her body had recovered now, and she no longer had to worry about endangering her baby when.


    defending herself. She had been undergoing physical rehabilitationtely. Considering that, unarmed,


    she might be able to handle five opponents, not just Matthew.


    “Alright, you stay here. After all, tonight is the Hood family’s banquet. I’ll get scolded again if I don’t


    show myself.” Matthew smiled at Freya. “I’ll have the maids bring some snacks and drinkster. After


    the banquet is over, I’lle to pick you up.”


    Freya thought for a moment. “Can I leave early?”


    “Do you think it’s polite to say that to the host?”


    Freya clicked her tongue. After all, she had been deceived by this homeowner in the first ce.


    She sat down at the small stone table next to the railing and noticed that people in the venue wouldn’t


    notice her there. The canopy of trees nearby covered her, making it seem from a distance that there


    were just a few trees.


    Before long, a server came over with tea and snacks.


    Freya listened to the noise not far away from the venue; it was a sharp contrast to her current location.


    Freya took out her phone and messaged Isabe while munching on the snacks. They chatted for a


    while.


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    Before long, there was amotion in the venue, and the sound seemed to be very close to her.


    “Mrs. Hood, are you okay? Mrs. Hood!”


    “Quick, call a doctor. Mrs. Hood has fainted!”


    A doctor?! Freya stood up abruptly and ran to the railing to look down.


    Lorelei was lying on the ground near the railing, convulsing violently.


    “Is this… asthma?” someone wondered.


    “It looks like epilepsy, but I’ve never heard that Mrs. Hood has this condition.”


    “Are you stupid? Who would casually tell you about such a condition?!”


    “Quick, someone, take her to the hospital!”


    “Nobody touches her!” A clear and stern voice rang out from above the crowd.


    People raised their heads and saw a graceful figure from above, leveraging the treetops to descend


    andnding on the branches one by one.


    They were all stupefied.


    Afternding, Freya immediately approached Lorelei’s side. Sheid Lorelei t, and when she saw the


    outfit Lorelei was wearing, she unbuttoned two buttons of the cor.


    “This is…. Miss Kaufmann?”


    “Why is Miss Kaufmann undressing Mrs. Hood? Mrs. Hood has fainted!” someone worriedly asked.


    “Go get a towel!” Freya ordered firmly, then forcibly pried open Lorelei’s tightly clenched mouth.


    Most of the people around looked at Freya with absurd eyes.


    “Mrs. Hood had an ident. She’s giving first aid, right?


    “Isn’t first aid artificial respiration and chestpressions? Why do I feel like she’s messing around?”


    The towel was quickly brought over, and Freya held Lorelei’s mouth open before stuffing the towel


    between her teeth.


    A minuteter, Freya swiftly performed first aid.


    “What are you doing?” a furious roar echoed. Freya Qin looked up to see Matthew’s father running over


    from a distance.


    Freya dusted off the dirt on her body and faced Tripp’s enraged expression. “Mr. Hood, your wife had


    an epileptic seizure. I performed emergency first aid on her. It has been about three minutes since the


    seizure started. If she doesn’t stop convulsing within two minutes, take her to the hospital immediately.”


    Tripp was well aware of his wife’s condition. When he heard people discussing how Freya was hastily


    administering first aid to his wife, he hurriedly ran over.


    What does Freya know about first aid? Everyone in Caltun knows she’s a funeral embalmer!


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    However, upon approaching and seeing his wife lying on the ground, then noticing the unbuttoned


    cor and loosened side fastener, he became puzzled.


    When Freya Qin unbuttoned, she was very careful not to reveal any skin.


    Lorelei was lying t with her head turned slightly to the side to maintain clear airflow.


    It was very professionally done…