Freya was stunned. The woman, unaware of anyone’s presence, continued to caress the office desk with abandon. Her mind raced, imagining what Elijah’s work environment must be like.
“Ugh…” Suddenly, Kai made a soft sound.
The secretary, lost in her fantasies, was brought back to reality by the noise. She turned around, not seeing anyone, but noticed that the door, which had been closed, had a slight opening. She cautiously approached, opened the door, found no one, breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted her clothes, walked out, and closed the door behind her.
Freya hid around the corner, the astonished expression on her face not yet faded, still shocked by the secretary’s behavior. Lowering her head to look at her son, she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Kai blinked his big eyes, not understanding, just staring at Freya. Freya kissed her son’s forehead gently, holding him close. She then turned and walked into the elevator with Kai in her arms.
Sitting in the car, she finally relaxed. As she recalled Elijah’s secretary and her behavior, a shiver ran down Freya’s spine. Goosebumps appeared on her skin. She couldn’t help but tremble.
The bodyguard in front asked, “Are we heading back?”
Freya nodded, “Yes, let’s go back for now.”
On the way home, Freya received a call from Elijah.
“Where did you go?”
Holding her phone, Freya replied, “I’ll be back soon.”
“Okay.”
Ending the call, Freya put down her phone. Kai was getting a little sleepy, resting in her arms.
Back at their residence, Kai was already fast asleep. Freya carried him in, and Elijah was in the living room with Orion Russo and the doctor introduced by Orion. As soon as she entered, Elijah walked over, took Kai from her, and went into the room. The doctor followed.
Freya was about to speak when Orion Russo said, “Don’t worry, Kyle, the doctor, is just doing a check-up for the child. Elijah is concerned about Kai’s health.”
Freya understood his worries, sharing similar concerns herself. Actually, it was for the best. The doctor introduced by Orion Russo should be highly skilled.
“I’ll go inside and take a look.” Said Freya.
“Let’s go in together.”
Entering the room, Dr. Kyle was conducting an examination on Kai. He even drew a bit of blood for blood testing, knowing that Kai had been given medicine, necessitating a blood check.
“I’ll inform you of the results as soon as they’re ready.”
The doctor packed up his medical kit.
“I’ll see you out,” Orion Russo said.
Once they left, Freya finally asked, “How’s the examination result?”
Elijah lifted his gaze, “Luckily, everything’s fine. Otherwise, do you think the one who drugged him could survive?”
Freya’s nerves tensed. She explained for Zane, “He was threatened…”
“He did what he did. I don’t need to know the details. I only care about the results.” Elijah’s tone was almost indifferent.
“So, are you feeling relieved now?”
Elijah looked at her, “What about you? Aren’t you angry? Just because Zane Stone was threatened, you’re siding with him?”
In Elijah’s eyes, regardless of the reason, if someone made a mistake, they had to pay the price. He hadn’t killed Zane, which was already a lenient punishment for harming his son.
Freya wasn’t sympathizing.
As long as Elijah could calm down.
“Did that doctor agree to be Kai’s family doctor?” she asked.
Elijah said, “No.”
No matter how much money Elijah offered, the doctor remained unmoved. He had his dreams. Although Kyle was willing to help Kai at any time, being Kai’s family doctor was not an option for him.
Freya wasn’t surprised by this answer.
Freya’s phone suddenly vibrated. She walked outside to answer the call.
It was Mrs Quinn.
“I’d like to ask you for a favor.” Said Mrs Quinn.
“What is it?” asked Freya.
“Our city is hosting a dance competition at the sports center, and I’ve been selected as a judge. However, I can’t make it due to some personal matters. I want to ask you to go on my behalf.”
Freya immediately refused, “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
Freya said, “On the one hand, I’m not qualified, and on the other, I don’t have the time.”
“It won’t take much of your time, just an afternoon.” Mrs Quinn continued, “Please help me out with this favor.”
Freya looked at Kai lying on the bed, still hesitant. She hadn’t taken good care of her son, and now she barely had any time. “I really don’t have the time right now.”
“Oh, I’ll be honest with you. Calista Winters told me to say this. Mainly, she wants you to be a judge…” Mrs Quinn confessed.
“What?”
“Did you not contact her through me the last time? Have you two become good friends or something? Otherwise, why would she think of using me to get you on board as a judge?”
After all, being a judge wasn’t a bad thing, instead, it was a good thing. Only when one reached a certain level of expertise was one qualified to be a judge. In fact, it was a form of recognition, which was why Mrs Quinn agreed to help Freya become a judge.
Freya, quick-witted as ever, immediately sensed that there was more to this than meets the eye.
Did Calista Winters want her to be a judge to pull something off involving her?
“Have you ever discussed anything about me with her?” Freya asked.
“No.”
“Did you mention my dancing ability to Calista Winters?” she inquired.
“I know you’re probably busy, and I mentioned that to her when she came to me. I told her you couldn’t dance, but she became even more determined to have you as a judge. I found her behavior strange, but then I thought, maybe you and her are good friends. That’s why she wants to help you through me.”
Freya smirked, now fully understanding.
“Fine, I agree,” Freya said. “Don’t tell her about my dancing skills. Also, I want to ask you for another favor…”
“Sure, what do you need?”
Freya explained her plan and asked, “Can you handle this?”
Mrs Quinn pondered for a moment and said, “I can help you with that.”
“Thank you.”
“No need to be so polite between us.” Mrs Quinn laughed.
After a few more words, they hung up. Freya turned around and saw Elijah. She glanced at the living room and asked, “Where’s Orion?”
“He left.”
Freya nodded, recalling what she saw at the company. Tentatively, she asked, “Your secretary, does she… like you?”