Freya hated her so much. How could she possibly tell her the truth so easily? She was eager to know the truth, and she cherished her life more than the truth.

Just as she was about to ignore this wechat message, Freya suddenly sent a video call. She hesitated for a moment, then accepted the call, but in the video she saw Delilah, with her hands and feet tied, her mouth stuffed, her eyes full of terror and tears, and beside her stood a few street hooligans with their hair dyed in various colors, looking lecherous.

Freya walked over and suddenly tore off the rag in Delilah's mouth, made a few gentle cuts with the knife in her hand, and Delilah's floral dress broke into pieces, revealing her pink skin and slightly bulging chest. Delilah pleaded, "Second sister, Delilah is so scared, waaaah..."

Freya said with a hint of envy, "I didn't expect this little fool to have pretty good skin and figure, and in a few years he'll be a great beauty."

The hooligans laughed and said, "Little sister, don't be afraid. Brother will let you go to the sky in a moment."

A few more bold ones reached out and touched Delilah, and she was too scared to make a sound, only shedding tears.

Olivia's heart was broken at the sight, and her chest was filled with rage: "Freya, are you still human? Delilah is your sister, too!"

"Ha ha ha... Do you think I would take a fool as my sister?"

She turned and stroked Delilah's head, saying softly, "Don't be afraid, Delilah. I'll let these brothers take good care of you in a moment and let you enjoy the pleasures of the world."

The hooligans rubbed their hands in a lecherous manner, looking eager to give it a try.

"Sister, if you don't come, this little fool will be ruined by these men. Do you think if your dead mother knows you haven't taken good care of her, will she come to you in a dream?"

Olivia almost bit her lip, and when she realized that Freya had gone crazy and lost her mind in retaliation, she immediately calmed down: "OK, I'll go right away, but you must not move Delilah! Or I'll pull you on my back even if I die!"

"All right, but you must not play any tricks, or this little fool..."

"All right, I'll go alone."

"Sister is really a master of seduction. She can make the general unable to stop even frying an egg."

Olivia gasped. She knew what had happened in the morning. She immediately realized that either the whole estate was under surveillance or something on her had been hit by a miniature camera hole. This was definitely not something Freya, a stupid woman, could do. It was obvious that someone was secretly helping her. As for the reason, she suddenly thought of a word, using a knife to kill!

She had intended to call Evander's mobile phone, but suddenly her phone went black. A moment later, when she restarted it, there was a text message: Evander is in quarantine training on Island X for at least three days. You won't be able to contact him. Also, remember to keep your phone on all the time.

Olivia immediately realized that the tiny camera hole was on her phone, and what made her even more horrified was that this man actually knew Evander's whereabouts? Given his extraordinary background, she instinctively thought he might be Evander's military and political rival.

She dug out two pills from the medicine box, which were the hospital's newly tested euthanasia pills that would kill him in three seconds. She put the pills in her pocket and made up her mind that if she couldn't escape, even death would not be a stain on Evander.

At this moment Aria came in with a dry sheet: "Is the lady going out?"

"Well, I'm going back to the hospital to work on a craniotomy."

She put her phone behind her and quickly made a few sign gestures for Aria in front of her. Aria frowned slightly and was about to say something when she saw that she had already gone out with her bag.

Aria was puzzled. It was said that the requirements for craniotomy were extremely high, mostly performed by brain experts, and the wife was a thoracic doctor. How could she be asked to have a craniotomy? She immediately dialed the hospital's number.

"May I ask if Dr. Bernadotte is going to work overtime at the hospital today?"

"Doctors at the hospital director level are not allowed to work overtime."

Aria immediately realized that something serious had happened and that the lady had deliberately made a slip of the tongue to alert her. As for the gesture she had made, she had no idea. She ran out as fast as she could, but Olivia was nowhere to be seen on the road. She immediately dialed Evander's number in a fluster, but her response was the beeping of her phone.

She had intended to call the police, but the thought of a few kidnapping cases that had occurred a few days ago gave up the idea. This group of good-for-nothing would have caused more trouble than trouble. It would have been better to go directly to the military camp to find the general.

"Uncle Li, take me to District X as soon as possible!"

Olivia had already been knocked unconscious and taken hostage in an unremarkable taxi, and when she reached her destination, she was dragged into an abandoned warehouse by a big man.

When the hoists saw the woman lying on the ground, their eyes glowed green. She was the best of her kind, with snow-white skin, curvaceous figure, and Cassius' algae-like hair that couldn't hide the beauty of her features.

"This girl has fun!"

"Boss Bernadotte, the guys can't wait."

Those hooligans looked extremely impatient. Some carried the cameras while others took off their pants.

Freya sneered, "What are you in such a hurry? Since she's here, she can't escape. You can play whatever you want in a moment, as long as you don't kill anyone."

She ordered a bucket of cold water to be poured hard on Olivia. When the water was poured down, she was awake, but the scene before her eyes was intoxicating. The floral dress clung tightly to her body, looking even more curvy, and a lock of moist black hair wound from her neck to her chest, the people were parched.

Olivia raised her hand to wipe the water from her face and looked at the scene before her, knowing in her heart that Freya would not take her life, but would destroy her, this woman's heart is truly malicious.

"Sister, are you awake?"

"Where's Delilah?"

"When my sister finishes her performance, I'll let Delilah go, but for a while my sister has to work hard, or she'll be the one to perform for you, hahaha..."

She wants to see if a woman who has been worn out by men can still be the general's lady with a sense of dignity.

At this moment, a yellow hair came pulling Delilah's hair, and Delilah saw Olivia and wanted to run over, but was held tightly by the yellow hair.

"Let me go, bad guy!"

She turned her head and gave the yellow hair a hard bite, but was fished to the ground by the yellow hair, her eyes wide in terror and she sobbed.

Olivia's gaze was as cold as a knife, as if she wanted to peel off the yellow hair's skin: "Don't hurt her again, or I'll kill you!"

The yellow hair was indeed frightened, but held Delilah's arm tightly.

Freya sat in the soft chair, holding a glass of red wine, and smiled with her lips covered: "Since you two have a deep sisterly bond, let's play a game, take off your clothes right now!"

Olivia clenched her fists, clenched her lips tightly, and glared at her angrily.

"I'll count three, if you still don't take off, then let this little fool be completely naked, 1... 2..."

"I'll take it off!"