Chapter 325


    Chapter 325 Intruder Alert


    Radley poured a cup of hot tea for Freya and ced it in her hands for her to hold.


    He then sat down across from her.


    Freya’s heart was a whirlwind of emotions. In her recollections of the past two years, Radley had never


    disyed such thoughtfulness.


    She pondered which version of him was genuine – the one before her now or the one from her


    memories.


    Interrupting her thoughts, Radley inquired, “What’s on your mind? Tell me.”


    Freya scolded herself inwardly for getting lost in her reverie. Why do I always loseposure when I


    see him?


    “I’vee here today for something serious and to offer an apology.”


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    She raised her head with determination. “I want to withdraw from thepetition.”


    Radley remained silent.


    Freya pressed her lips together and continued, “I know that this decision isn’t good for your image or


    the brand. Regardless of the consequences, I can bear them, but I’m resolute about withdrawing.”


    She added softly “If it leads to any losses, I’ll take full responsibility.”


    After she finished speaking, Radley finally asked, “Is it because of Brisa?”


    Freya looked at him with surprise and nodded. “Yes, Brisa has been taken into custody by the police,


    and they haven’t released her yet. Inken hasn’t been able to find out why they are keeping her


    detained. I need to help him.”


    Radley’s gaze deepened. “Perhaps I can help you.”


    “No need,” she replied firmly.


    She smiled as she continued, “I can’t hide anything from you. By now, you’ve probably figured out the


    connection between me, Brisa, and Inken. However, it’s not convenient for you to know all the details.


    What I can share is that the three of us have been friends for many years. Brisa is like family to me, just


    like my own family members. I can’t simply stand by while she’s in trouble.”


    Business might hold significance, but it should alwayse after family and friends.


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    Without surprise, Radley nodded in understanding. “I have no objection to your withdrawal. from the


    competition, and you don’t have to worry about any losses, Public opinion won’t sway me. It’s just…”


    “Just what?” Freya inquired.


    “I have a question.”


    Radley stared intently at her and asked, “Is it really Inken’s type you like?”


    He knew deep down that this wasn’t the case, but he couldn’t help asking as he would only find peace


    if Freya confirmed it wasn’t.


    Freya hadn’t anticipated this question.


    She fell into a brief silence, her lips pursed as she softly replied, “You should know the type I


    like.”


    The only person she had ever loved in her life was Radley.


    The atmosphere in the room took on a peculiar tension, and Freya sensed a strong undercurrent in


    Radley’s gaze.


    “The losses incurred in this matter were due to my personal reasons, and I’m willing to share the


    responsibility with you. Radley, I’m truly sorry.”


    “You don’t need to apologize. This incident didn’t result in any significant losses to the Monaghan


    Group; it was just apetition. I believe you will prove yourself with your abilities in the future. It’s


    only a matter of time.” His voice was deep and reassuring.


    “Now that you have decided to withdraw from thepetition, I’ll have Connor notify the team. You


    wait here, and I’ll take you to Hartterre tonight.”


    Freya was surprised. “You’re not staying here?”


    “If you’re not here, there’s no point in me staying,” Radley replied.


    Freya’s heart raced, and Radley had already risen to make a call to Connor.


    Seated on the sofa, Freya picked up her phone and informed Inken of her n to withdraw from the


    competition.


    I’ll being over tonight. Arrange a hotel near the Cahan Residence for me.


    Freya nned to return to her room to pack her luggage. Radley finished his call and apanied her


    all the way back.


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    They walked in silence, but a subtle affection began to quietly take root between them.


    Radley lowered his gaze and looked at Freya by his side. When she hinted that he should know the


    type of person she liked, his initial reaction was joy, but it was swiftly followed by a pang of regret.


    He had missed the best opportunity.


    So now, even if it meant risking his life, he would not let go of her.


    Halfway through the journey, Freya received a call from Inken.


    “Freya, don’t withdraw. Continue with thepetition; we’ve resolved Brisa’s situation.”


    Anxiously, Freya inquired, “What happened?”


    “The police didn’t find any specific reason to detain Brisa. They simply matched her fingerprints and


    traced her to her family.”


    Inken’s voice held a hint of helplessness. “Brisa ran away from home. She’s the only daughter of Mr.


    Davis, one of the ministers in Capitael. As soon as her fingerprints matched, the Davis. family issued a


    gag order and came to Hartterre to take her away.”


    “Mr. Davis?” Freya was shocked, recalling Brisa’s confident confrontation with Riley and her casual


    mention of the Freeman family.


    It all made sense now she had the backing of the Davis family.


    Freya’s concerns were alleviated, and she couldn’t help but chuckle. “So, her real name isn’t Brisa


    Trujillo?”


    “Yes, her surname is Davis, and her name is Brisa Davis.” Inken gritted his teeth. “Once she’s out, we’ll


    settle the score with her.”


    Radley had been listening attentively beside Freya. When she ended the call, he asked, “So, you don’t


    need to withdraw from thepetition now, do you?”


    “Absolutely not,” Freya replied, her spirits lifted. Thispetition had always held great significance for


    her. Had it not been for her concern for Brisa, she wouldn’t have considered withdrawing at all.


    With her mood greatly improved, she spoke cheerfully. “Mr. Monaghan, rest assured. I’ll definitely bring


    home a championship trophy for you this time.”


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    They continued walking for a while until Freya eventually halted.


    “Alright, you should head back now. There are surveince cameras further ahead,” she said.


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    Radley nced at the surveince camera not far from the streetlight and furrowed his brow.


    What a nuisance!


    Freya made her way back to the vi, and upon reaching her room’s door, she paused.


    She could hear faint noisesing from inside.


    Silently pushing the door open, she entered the room.


    A woman was standing in front of her TV cab, flipping through “The Compendium of Medical


    Wisdom,” which she had cleverly disguised as a notebook.


    “What are you doing here?” Freya asked coldly, lifting the cloth covering the camera on the side.


    The woman was startled. “M-Miss Kaufmann.”


    “I recognize you. You’re Riley’s assistant, aren’t you?” Freya’s gaze turned icy as she retrieved the


    book from the woman’s hand.


    After a cursory nce, she saw no damage to the book. It appeared that this woman wasn’t after “The


    Compendium of Medical Wisdom.”


    It was likely that Riley had sent her.


    The woman tried to make a hasty escape, but Freya pointed to the camera.


    “Our conversation just now has been recorded and broadcast live. Do you think it’s toote to leave


    now?”


    The woman’s face drained of color. Freya promptly picked up her phone and contacted the production


    team and the organizingmittee.


    At 10 p.m., all the contestants gathered at Vi No. 4.


    Freya provided a detailed exnation of the entire situation, and the members of the organizing


    committee fixed stern gazes on Riley and her assistant.


    “What exactly happened? If you don’t rify it thoroughly, your participation in thepetition will be


    permanently revoked.”