You Are My Mr Right

Upon seeing Freya, Leo Stone took big strides towards her. “Freya…”

Before Leo Stone could finish his sentence, Yolanda Steele rushed out, looking aggrieved, and complained to him, “Your good daughter has no manners at all. She just forcefully pushed me.”

Freya regretted coming over. Why did she have to meddle in Zane Stone’s affairs? She must be abnormal in the head to agree to Leo Stone’s request to inquire about Elijah.

Leo Stone glared at Yolanda Steele, “As an elder, can’t you refrain from quarreling with a child?”

“Is she still a child? She’s grown up and even married. What child? She won’t even save her own brother, cold-hearted and ruthless. What are you expecting from her? Hoping she’ll take care of you in your old age?”

Yolanda Steele’s words became more and more heated. She also thought about her son’s imprisonment. Back then, she asked Freya to talk to Elijah about it. But Freya just wouldn’t agree, for which Yolanda bore some grudges against Freya.

Leo Stone knew that Yolanda Steele was holding back her anger. He pulled Freya, “Let’s go. Let’s talk somewhere else.”

Yolanda came forward to stop Leo, “Where are you going with her? I won’t allow you to go.”

She was afraid that Leo Stone would be persuaded by his daughter and then abandon her and Zane Stone.

Leo Stone frowned, “Yolanda!”

“Your son is in prison, so, you don’t need me anymore, right?” Yolanda Steele said, crying as if deeply hurt.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Leo Stone had a headache.

Freya directly tore off Leo Stone’s hand, “Dad, it’s Elijah.”

Anyway, Liora Valentine and Elijah were more or less the same to him.

“See, I told you it’s him, and you still said it’s not.” Leo Stone said as if he already knew.

Freya looked at him for two seconds, said nothing, and walked away.

“Freya,” Leo Stone called out to her, “Don’t mind Yolanda. Can you talk to Elijah about this?”

Freya stopped because of Leo Stone’s words. She turned around, looking at her father.

“Do you think Elijah will listen to me? I’m someone forced upon him, someone redundant, someone shameful. Do you think I’m the young mistress of the Silverton family?”

With this statement, she mocked not only Leo Stone but also herself.

Leo Stone said, “Feelings can be cultivated. You and him living under the same roof will surely develop affection…”

A cold laugh escaped Freya’s throat. She found it incredibly amusing.

Leo Stone placed everything in an elusive, unattainable fantasy.

After leaving there, Freya took a taxi to the dance studio. Everyone was busy with makeup and putting on costumes for the children.

Freya asked, “Is there a rehearsal for the program?”

Mrs Quinn replied, “Yes, there’s a performance.”

It was an invitation for the opening of a mall. They had always taken on such programs. It allowed children to go on stage more and could be an exercise for them. Some children were nervous and forgot their moves when they went on stage. Freya nodded, indicating she understood, and immediately joined in to help.

Because there were many children, additional hands were needed, and the dance studio’s teachers had to go with them to take care of the kids. Another teacher came forward, and Freya took care of things backstage. Suddenly, someone approached her, saying, “Mrs Quinn forgot something important in the dance studio. Can you go get it for her?”

Freya hadn’t seen this person before, and she became cautious. “Who are you?”

“I am responsible for the performance at the mall.” The man replied confidently.

He answered Freya’s questions smoothly, and Freya’s guard gradually dropped. She asked, “What important thing did she forget?”

“Ah, it’s a document on her desk. She has some agreements with the mall, and now we need to verify it with all the collaborators.”

Freya agreed.

“Then you better hurry!”

The man said, and Freya went on her way.

She decided to check with Mrs Quinn first. However, the performance venue was crowded, and the music was loud. She searched but couldn’t find her. Checking the time, it had been half an hour. If she delayed any longer, something might go wrong. So, she decided to go first.

She took a taxi back to the dance studio. In Mrs Quinn’s office, she couldn’t find the document, so she called her. Perhaps because of the loud music, Mrs Quinn couldn’t hear the phone ring, and nobody picked up. Freya searched again but found nothing. She suddenly felt that something was not right. Mrs Quinn was a very careful person and wouldn’t forget anything important.

Just then, two dark figures appeared behind her.

Freya turned around, only to see two men’ one of them was the one who told her to come back to get something.

“What are you people?” Freya now knew she had been deceived.

They intentionally lured her away from the mall.

“Who we are doesn’t matter. What matters is that someone paid us a lot of money to deal with you,” one of the men said.

The other man interjected, “Don’t waste time talking. Just in case something unexpected happens, let’s quickly capture her.”

Freya grabbed something from the table and threw it at them. Taking advantage of the distraction, she rushed towards the door. One of the men swiftly caught her arm, saying, “You can’t run away.”

Freya tried to break free but failed, and the other man grabbed her other arm. “Stop struggling.”

In such a confined space, it was difficult for Freya to escape. Plus, she had reservations because of her pregnancy, and she didn’t dare to jump out of the window. The chances of escaping from the door were slim. Being captured was within her expectations. She stopped struggling, pretending to cooperate. “Fine, I can’t run away anyway.”

“That’s right!”

The two men were satisfied with her attitude. They brought Freya to the entrance where there was a van waiting. As they approached the door, a van pulled up. The men took Freya to the van.

As they reached the door, a van pulled up, and the men brought Freya to it. She realized that the two men weren’t alone; there was a third person responsible for driving.

They reached the door, and a van pulled up. As the men escorted her towards the van, Freya seized an opportunity. She stomped on one man’s foot and simultaneously kicked the other in the groin. The two men faltered, one clutching his groin, the other nursing his foot.

Seizing the chance, Freya sprinted away. The area was crowded, and the streets were broad. Once she escaped, it would be challenging for them to catch her again. In the midst of a crowd in broad daylight, they dared not pursue her further.

Spotting municipal law enforcement officers on the road, Freya found a lifeline and ran towards them. The men behind her didn’t dare to approach. After some discussion, they decided to give up for now and plan their next move later.

In this moment, Freya’s mind calmed down. She patted her chest. Her phone suddenly rang. Answering it, she heard Mrs Quinn’s voice, “Did you call me?”

“Yes, but everything’s fine now,” Freya replied in a nonchalant tone.

“Oh, where are you now?” Mrs Quinn inquired.

Freya looked at the bustling street and took a deep breath. “I’m heading back.”

However, just as she was about to step forward, she noticed a car stopping not far away. Someone stepped out. Freya immediately became wary.

Could the people who just tried to capture her be sent by the person approaching?!