Chapter 350 Discovering Jolly’s True Identity
Freya’s shout had an immediate effect, and the people surrounding Radley swiftly stepped forward to block and protect him.
She felt a wave of relief wash over her as she witnessed this. She took a deep breath, her mind filled with images of Jolly falling from the skylight lid moments ago.
He fell from a three-story height.
Jolly.
Freya couldn’t bear to think any further. All she wanted was to navigate swiftly through this long corridor and find her son.
As she hurried past, she noticed the tall building across from her.
The archer must be positioned higher than her current location. From their vantage point, the floor-to- ceiling windows were not low enough for her to climb up from below.
Freya’s gaze shifted to the ceiling. While the windows were within reach, the ceiling was considerably high.
There was a large chandelier every few
steps.
Freya took advantage of the opponent’s distraction. She retrieved a crossbow and shot an arrow directly toward the incoming one.
Calculating the opponent’s timing to dodge. Freya leaned against the wall and used its force to propel herself onto the chandelier.
This corner provided ample cover, ensuring her safety.
However, the chandelier clearly couldn’t bear a person’s weight. Within seconds, it was on the collapsing.
Freya moved swiftly, making her way across to another chandelier.
verge
of
Just as she was about to reach the end, her phone lit up.
‘Don’t waste your energy. I’ve already planted a bomb there.”
Freya sneered. She didn’t believe it! If there were a bomb, they would have detonated it from the start!
Freya crossed the corridor in just two minutes.
She descended the stairs to the first floor, searching for the spot where Jolly had fallen from the skylight
lid.
“Frey!” Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed from nearby
Freya looked up and saw Radley walking toward her from the other side.
“How did you get in?!” Freya was startled. “Leave quickly!”
Radley held Freya’s hand. “Come with me right away. The people outside have discovered bombs planted
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around this house! They could detonate them at any moment!”
Freya’s body went cold, but then she shook her head. “I’m not leaving. My son is here. I have to find him!”
Radley held onto Freya. “You go first. I’ll go find him!”
“No!” She struggled, attempting to break free from his grip on her wrist.
She had initially thought that person was deceiving her, but she didn’t expect an actual bomb to be inside. the building!
Freya looked at Radley and bit her lip, saying, “Radley, go out. This is none of your business!”
The lights outside cast a hazy glow in the first-floor lobby.
He firmly grasped Freya’s hand without looking back, his grip unwavering.
She grew anxious and reached out to grab his wrist.
Radley seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head, using his other hand to hold Freya’s wrist firmly. He pressed her against the wall with force, his voice heavy, and his gaze filled with an unprecedented depth of affection and seriousness.
Emotions overflowed from his eyes. “Frey, I have learned about Jolly’s true background.”
Her gaze froze as she stared at Radley.
“What do you mean?!”
“I have had Connor investigate this matter all along, and we just received the results today.”
He looked at Freya. He knew that his chances of survival today were slim, but no matter what, he had to save his wife and child.
Earlier this afternoon, Connor received news from Vroria Hospital.
When Freya gave birth in Vroria, he believed she was attacked while he took her out, resulting in her giving birth prematurely by a month.
