Bradley exuded a powerful aura, causing Lola to feel extremely anxious.
Fortunately, he didn't continue to trouble her and instead turned to Frederick, instructing, "Arrange some people to accompany me to the back mountain."
After Bradley left, Lola collapsed into Ethan's arms, her voice trembling.
"Ethan, do you think that little wench will be okay?"
The wolf howls just now were fierce, and since wolves usually hunt in packs, and Freya hadn't come out yet, she might be in serious trouble.
"It would be best if she died. Once she's dead, no one will oppose us, and everything in the Lawson family will belong to you and your mother," Ethan said, his eyes filled with satisfaction. Freya had played him so ruthlessly; he wished she would die without a trace.
"But, if Bradley finds out it w
