
After a long time Freya finally saw this face again. And still vividly remembered in his brain memory, when he handed Bella to William in exchange for a hundred million dollars.
Back on the night a few months ago.
Freya, known as a pimps, often gets customers from wealthy businessmen such as William. That's why he knows the man well. William is a cold man feared by enemies, but very royal against money.
That night there had not been a week William returned to order a woman to him. Without thinking, Freya immediately sold Bella, the niece she had just taken from her stepmother's house.
William, who had never been disappointed before, finally believed it when Freya said that Bella was a new item and still very smooth, until when she met Bella for the first time, he felt lied to by Freya because the girl did not understand how to serve him.
However, not without reason Freya did it all, because before he brought Bella out of Lena's house. She has gotten word from one of her sister-in-law's former confidants.
"Miss Bella's in danger, ma'am. But I can't give any evidence, because I was almost caught eavesdropping on Mrs Lena's conversation" the middle-aged man said with a gasping breath, he came to Freya's place because he managed to escape from the pursuit of Lena's men.
Yes, she was the key to the woman's crime, as she overheard a chat on the phone, Lena saying that she was going to finish off Bella.
"Lena? Hasn't she been nice to my niece all this time?" freya asked with a frowning forehead, although not so familiar with Bella, but she still liked to hear the news about her nephew.
"I don't know, Madam, I was also completely shocked when I heard that sentence coming out of Madam Lena's mouth. So you better take Miss Bella away, because you're the only family left."
Freya who initially did not care suddenly turned the brain. How he took Bella and kept her niece safe from the dangers she loved.
If he tells Bella directly about the crime of his stepmother. The girl won't believe it. Because all this time Lena just showed her kindness.
While a middle-aged man who informed the information, reportedly died after leaving Freya's place. His death was engineered by Lena and her men, as if the man had committed suicide. They are clearly the culprits.
And in the end the person Freya chose was William. He was sure in the man's hands the nephew could survive. No matter if William will hate him, the important thing is that one life left by the younger brother can stay alive.
[Will, I have my niece. He was in danger of being killed by his stepmother. I don't know for sure, but I beg you to seek information about him, and never let him out of your sight. I'm sure with you he's safe. You can even teach him how to make love in a freestyle. I love you, Will.]
One paragraph of the message became one of the reasons that made William angry. Because instead of getting satisfaction he even became a place of care for people.
However, because fate was also what made him again feel a sense that almost disappeared from his heart. The love that used to be buried deep sows so beautifully once she spends her time with Bella.
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"Jawablah, why are you here? I can't go wrong recognizing people, can I?" william said as he continued to point his gun. While Freya continued to gulp her hard-earned saliva. Though he had tried to go as far as possible, but why fate even brought them together.
"I count to three, if you keep quiet the bullet inside this gun will be lodged in your brain!" continued William with great emphasis, seeing the flabbergasted with a deathly pale face, as if not fed by blood.
"Will, I can explain, please don't get angry first," Freya replied at last, she was completely shaking as the tip of the gun pressed against her temple. If William had pressed the trigger just once, his life would have been instantaneous.
"I don't want to hear any nonsense. Answer correctly, why are you here? While Jo said you were dead!" cetus William with a playful gaze, while Freya reflexes walked backwards, because the man in front of him was constantly pressing.
Freya's back had already touched the wall, while anxiety still enveloped her heart. "Yes, Will, but please put your gun down first."
"Currently, people like you are still afraid of weapons like this. I should have taken a longer one so I could destroy your whole body!"
William was heard sneering, but he actually dropped his weapon. Freya could breathe with relief. However, the woman's heartbeats were still beating vigorously complete with hands that let out cold sweat.
"I'm still alive, Will, that day I didn't really die because Jo and I made a deal" Freya said in a stamped voice. He bit his lips while glancing at William's facial reaction.
As he guessed, William looked surprised. The man stared at one object with wide eyes. Because of the fact that Jo again decided something behind her.
William had not had time to give a response, suddenly the person being talked about came with breath gasping. Because after looking to and fro he finally found the existence of the master. However, he was surprised because there was also Freya.
The deg!
"You want to betray me?" william asked as he looked at Jo with giddiness, now the gun turned towards his assistant.