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Chapter 197 He Probably Meant Well

Half an hour later, Radley’s car stopped at the entrance of the Kaufmanns’ house.

As Freya got out of the car, she saw someone standing at the front gate.

Braxton stood there with a cold and malicious expression.

Radley looked at him from inside the car, and their eyes met.

The tension between them was palpable, like a powder keg about to explode.

Freya walked up and grabbed Braxton’s arm. “Brax, why are you waiting for me outside?”

“What do you think?” Braxton gritted his teeth and pointed at Radley’s car. “You were supposed to go out by

yourself today. I know you went to the seminar, but I didn’t ask you to go with him.”

“Brax, let’s go inside, and I’ll explain everything to you.

Freya bit her lip and turned to signal Radley to leave.

In the living room of the residence, Sylvia sat on the sofa with a cold expression.

Freya felt truly wronged this time.

She never expected to encounter so many things today.

Due to a series of misunderstandings, this situation had arisen, and what could she do about it?

Braxton entered the living room and sat on a single sofa next to them, clearly still angry.

“Alright, tell me, what exactly happened?”

Sylvia glared at Braxton. “Don’t be harsh on her. Let her speak.”

Freya took a deep breath and slowly recounted everything that had happened today.

From her investigation of the Wilson family’s preferences to the humiliation caused by Stella’s sudden appearance.

Then she explained how Radley had come to her rescue, which led to misunderstandings among the guests.

Freya whispered, “Radley said that the child needs a father in name. He probably meant well, too, right?”

Sylvia and Braxton were momentarily speechless.

A father in name?

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Braxton suddenly realized. “So you never told Radley that the child in your belly is his.”

“Of course, I didn’t tell him. It’s my biggest secret.”

Freya whispered, “I have planned to take this secret to the grave.”

Sylvia furrowed her brows and thought for a moment. “So, in a way, Radley actually helped you out of this

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situation.”

Braxton sneered. “He not only helped my sister but also successfully made everyone outside think that they are

together.”

He had never forgotten what Radley had done to Freya in the past..

Sylvia sighed.

“Let’s talk about this later. For now, we need to consider what to do next. Should our family issue a statement?”

Freya quickly raised her head. “Mom, we can’t issue a statement right now. The cooperation with Wilson hasn’t

been confirmed yet.”

Braxton looked at Freya with a heavy gaze.

After his anger subsided, he understood that it was not his sister’s fault.

Braxton’s voice softened and became gentle. “Frey, I didn’t mean to be harsh on you. Our Kaufmann Group has

been steadily developing over the years, and it’s not worth paying such a high price for a single cooperation.”

Sylvia nodded beside him. “Frey, I never cared much about the Kaufmann Group. All I want is for our family to be

safe and happy together.”

In the end, she added, “But I won’t influence your choice either.”

Braxton furrowed his brows.

Freya pursed her lips. “Mom, Brax, you understand the pros and cons of this situation. The Kaufmann Group and

the Monaghan Group are already tied together. If this cooperation doesn’t work out, both of our families will lose

this business, and the situation in Caltun will become very dangerous.”

She turned to Braxton. “Brax, I understand Mom’s desire for our family to be happy and safe together, but can we

achieve that?”

There was an underlying meaning in Freya’s words.

Braxton was taken aback and immediately thought of the group of people who had been targeting the Kaufmanns.

Currently, the Kaufmanns were thriving, and those people only dared to act from the shadows.

However, if the Kaufmanns were to face a downfall, he might not be able to protect his sister anymore.

The living room fell silent.

After a while, Braxton’s voice was slightly hoarse as he said, “I agree not to issue a statement for now, but please

be careful.”

Freya smiled. “Don’t worry, Brax.”

She gently placed her hand on her belly.

Braxton lowered his head, feeling conflicted and confused.

Am I too useless to protect my sister? Am I willing to let my sister pay such a price and associate with someone like

Radley just for the sake of the collaboration?

Freya didn’t know what was on Braxton’s mind, but she could tell he was not in a good mood.

She held his hand and gently placed it on her belly, saying, “Brax, your nephew, or niece, kicked me.” Braxton

chuckled. “What can we do? Should I beat him up when he comes out?”

Sylvia watched the interaction between the siblings, and the seriousness in her eyes gradually softened. As long as

the family could be together without any estrangement, she felt content.

***

After returning from the seminar, Freya secretly sneaked out of the house for two consecutive days while Braxton

was out.

Sylvia chose to turn a blind eye to her actions.

Freya spent the past two days with Amy, exploring the local delicacies of Caltun. Amy had a gentle and kind

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personality, and she got along well with Freya..

Although one spoke poor Iternian and the other spoke poor Florin, they managed to understand each other, making

their communication smooth.

Radley had been in contact with Wilson recently regarding the situation.

Meanwhile, Radley was in contact with Wilson, and the attitudes of both parties were in a deadlock. Wilson

represented the Iternia royal family and sought to gain the maximum benefit from the collaboration.

At noon, Freya and Amy went shopping together again and then returned to Ronald Castle.

The Ronald Manor was a famous attraction in Caltun, and now it was serving as Wilson’s residence.

As soon as they entered the castle’s hall, Freya and Amy sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere of

the living room.

Wilson was furious, roaring, “This division is absolutely impossible! Radley, the demands I’ve made are already the

biggest concession. If you don’t agree, I can easily find someone else to cooperate with!”

Radley sat calmly in a chair, maintaining a serene composure despite Wilson’s shouting.

“Wilson, if you think other groups can do better than the Monaghan Group and the Kaufmann Group, you would

have left for negotiations already.”

Radley replied with a deep gaze and a calm expression. The conditions I proposed, you can reject them, but I can

also remind you that you won’t find such a good partner in Florin again.”

Wilson became furious.

Amy anxiously called out to him in a soft and gentle voice.

Both men turned their heads toward the entrance.

Upon seeing his wife, Wilson was more composed. Similarly, when Radley saw Freya, the icy aura

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surrounding Radley dissipated.

He stood up and walked over to Freya, looking at her small belly. Then, he reached out and pulled her to sit beside

him on the sofa.