Chapter 242 A Hellish Family Dynamic

In the living room, the furious Tripp and Lorelei were stunned when they saw Freya and Radley return.

An embarrassed smile emerged on Lorelei’s face as she asked, “Frey, why are you back?”

Pointing toward the dining room, Freya replied, “I left my phone at the dining table, Mrs. Hood.”

As she spoke, she gazed at Matthew, who stood in the corner of the room.

There was a sneer on his face as he stood there with a ghastly expression.

With a drop of blood staining his face as a result of the laceration on his forehead, the famous playboy in Caltun appeared particularly feeble at this moment.

Sensing Freya’s gaze, Matthew smiled faintly at her.

The muscle of Freya’s throat tightened. After retrieving her phone from the dining room, she passed through the living room on her way out.

She stopped when she passed by Tripp and Lorelei.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hood.”

“What is it, Frey?”

“Did you see the news about me embalming the body of Duke Wilson’s son?”

At first, Tripp and Lorelei were taken aback. Then, they presumed that Freya was showing off her achievements.

“Yes, we saw it. Iternian royal family and Iternia’s embassy in Caltun even sent a thank-you letter.” Lorelei was unstinting in her praise. “Frey, you’re amazing. You have changed most people’s perceptions of this industry with your own efforts. In a broader sense, you have brought glory to our country.”

Freya took a deep breath.

Mrs. Hood clearly knows how to speak nicely.

“I mention this to you because I wish to inform you that I am a professional mortician. I majored in forensic medicine while I was in college. As I was the one who embalmed Trevor’s body that day, I can conclude with complete honesty and utmost fairness that no one harmed him.”

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Tripp and Lorelei’s faces turned cold.

“Freya, this is our family affair.”

“I know, but Matthew is also my brother’s friend. He has helped me a lot in the past.” Freya put on a serious demeanor. “Also, he is your son. What’s the difference between saying such things and stabbing him in the heart?”

Standing on the side, Matthew sneered, “Frey, stop. They would rather not have me as their son. In fact, I can bet my boots that they will be the first ones in this world to kill me today if they find out my death can bring my brother back to life.”

you blabbering about?!” Tripp slammed the table angrily, not caring

maintain her

anymore.

is our family affair. We don’t need meddling from an outsider. Since you’ve

Freya had no intention of staying here any longer. She glanced at Matthew,

in a gloomy mood while

way back.

the Kaufmann Residence. Once the car

you still feeling down?” Radley turned around and looked

Since the day she met Matthew, he had been the most cheerful

her mind that he actually grew up with such a hellish

Radley bent down slightly. “I’m back now, and tomorrow is the weekend. You can rest at

I plan to visit Madam Daniella recently. I’ll rest at home tomorrow and visit her at the Monaghans’

“Sure.”

to exit the car,

his hoarse voice, he said, “Cheer up a

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and gave Radley a

house, Freya saw Sylvia helping Sarah and

you packing so soon? Are you leaving?” she

and said, “Your Granny and Aunt Ashley have been he for

Sarah’s arm. “Granny, please stay a few more day If you leave so soon,

words made

and your Aunt Ashley worries.

to her, Ashley’s face

are the one who misses Noah. Why do you

to come and visit me,

the house was

heart gradually warmed

Once it was time

date again?” Freya asked with a

Isabella was no longer a secret, he could openly date her without fear of getting

of the alarm clock. When she went downstairs, Braxton was already sitting in the

immediately

asked, “Brax, what are you

thinking, “Nothing. Don’t

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her belly. “Which little girl has such a big belly? Come

she noticed a section of thick thread sticking out from beside Braxton. Frowning, she reached out

fingers, was hooked by a needle. Freya pulled it all

and reddened at the same time. “Give it

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