It looks like it's going to destroy the world! But it warms Olivia's heart. From childhood to adulthood, she has always played the role of protecting others, and now she is being protected openly and domineering by this man. It feels so good.

Evander held her hand tightly and came to the living room, giving a cold sweep to the crowd, and the air pressure inside dropped sharply.

Gavin whispered to Olivia, "How can you be so naughty? Hurry up and peel a fruit for General Evander. He came to see you before he even had a sip of tea."

Olivia pulled the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of disdain. He was such a sycophant. Did everyone have to give him the same virtue? Perhaps in his opinion, he had tried his best to win Evander's favor, so he should be careful to serve him.

When he saw Olivia standing still, he picked up an apple and a fruit knife and forced them into her hand: "You silly child, it's a blessing for our House of Bernadotte that General Evander can see you. Don't you cherish it well?"

Freya also sneered, "Yes, sister, it's only natural for you to be able to catch up with such a lucky star as Evander."

Freya's eyes were full of flirtatiousness and contempt. Between men and women, it was nothing but the matter of the bed. Maybe Olivia, that vile woman, used some kind of seductive pose to make Evander feel comfortable. Otherwise, how could she be worthy of being the general's wife in her status?

Olivia didn't get angry but laughed instead: "That statement is indeed true. If a person's mind is filled with shit, then she sees others as shit too."

Freya was so angry that her eyes turned red, but she had to suppress her anger because of Evander's imposing presence and Gavin's warning.

Evander held Olivia in his arms and sneered, "It would be the greatest blessing of my life to catch up with Olivia."

What? It was he chasing Olivia, Freya's face was full of envy and resentment. Her conditions were not bad either. How could she not have such a good thing? Even her marriage to Sterling was devised by her.

After Gavin was stunned, he was pleasantly surprised. Since Evander liked Olivia so much, he naturally loved her by her side. In an instant, he felt that his face was big, and he went up to her warmly and tried to pull Evander down: "Evander, sit down quickly. Your mom has cooked a table full of Olivia's favorite dishes. We'll be ready to eat in a moment."

Evander coldly shook off his hand, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Governor Bernadotte, you can eat whatever you like but you can't talk nonsense. My mother died twenty years ago."

Gavin's face was extremely embarrassed. He smiled awkwardly and was thinking of finding a way out when he saw Evander gently touch Olivia's cheek: "Olivia is my dear baby. I never thought that as soon as I got back to the House of Bernadotte, I got hurt. How can this account be calculated?"

Olivia's body trembled. His words, "Dear," were truly drowning. In fact, it was just a shallow scratch on her face, nothing serious, but she knew very well that Evander was making a big fuss, on the one hand to vent her anger, and on the other hand to get her away quickly.

He was indeed a careful man and had already seen her aversion to the family.

Gavin immediately realized something, turned his head and glared fiercely at Freya: "You bastard! Hurry up and apologize to your sister!"

Look, I'm your own daughter, and you've been doing this over and over again..."

Gavin picked up a cup of hot tea and splashed it hard on her face.

She let out a scream, covered her face and ran upstairs.

Gavin bent down to Evander to apologize: "It was my fault for educating the girl. Please don't take it to heart, General. I'll let her personally apologize to... "I apologize to the general lady."

Looking at his back as he went upstairs, Olivia felt a burst of disdain. Before, he treated Freya so much that he would hold her in his hands and melt her in his mouth. Whatever Freya liked, he would buy it for her. Even if it belonged to her, he would snatch it for her. Many times she had the illusion that she wasn't his biological child at all. But now? To please her, the lady of the general, he was willing to make things difficult for his precious daughter, hehe, what a wonderful irony.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Freya sobbed while lying on the bed, Gavin reproached with concern: "Dad doesn't feel sorry for you, isn't that stinky girl a different thing now?" As long as we coax her, maybe Dad can use Evander to send her back to the House of De Rossi."

Freya suddenly threw the bed sheet and pillow frantically on the ground and roared, "Why should I beg this bastard?"

Pop! A loud slap landed on her face.

"Today you have to beg for her forgiveness even if you kneel in front of her, or we House of Bernadotte will have to play with you!" Gavin said angrily.

Freya's eyes were shining with the beating, and her anger had consumed all her sanity. She suddenly picked up the fruit knife on the table and made a hard cut on her face, and blood gushed out instantly. She turned around and grinned, saying, "Dad, am I really apologizing like this?"

Gavin was stunned as he looked at the flesh-and-blood wound on her face.

Freya laughed wildly as she walked out, and bloodstains kept surging and dripping all the way.

When Olivia looked up at her, her eyes were filled with astonishment. There was a glint of blood across her originally delicate and fair little face, and the blood was surging and the flesh was turned outwardly, looking exactly like a female ghost. As she approached slowly, a strong smell of blood filled her nostrils.

Evander instinctively held her finger and whispered softly in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She wasn't afraid, she just felt a little sick.

Freya, disregarding the wound on her face, cheerfully picked up the peeler and slowly peeled the apple: "Is sister satisfied with this way of apologizing to me?"

After she finished peeling the apple, she handed it to Olivia with a smile, her eyes full of provocation.

Unexpectedly, Olivia took it and put it in her mouth, biting it lightly, seemingly not caring about the smell of blood on it.

"You don't disgust me like this. After all, I'm a doctor and I'm used to bloody scenes. Also, if you want to ruin yourself a little more thoroughly, make a hard cut at the end and gouge out your eyes as well. After all, you've been blind for so many years and it's no use keeping those eyes."

Freya trembled with rage and pushed her with a peeler, but before she could even touch her hair, Evander kicked it away.

"Is this the way your House of Bernadotte treats guests? Learned."

He turned away with Freya in his arms, and Gavin stood on the stairs, shivering with anger.

Freya fainted due to excessive blood loss. Lily walked out of the kitchen and saw this bloody scene, almost carrying her back. She held Freya in her arms and cried, "My dear, what should I do?"

Gavin felt a headache and shouted angrily, "Hurry up and send her to the hospital?" House of Bernadotte's rise has been ruined by you stupid mother and daughter!"