Chapter 115 Another Trap

Freya circled around the old mansion, unable to help but marvel at the grandeur and wealth of the Austin family. With an area of tens of thousands of square meters, the design of the buildings and pavilions was exquisite, giving a sense of being in a royal palace. Most importantly, the old mansion was backed by a mountain and faced a lake, surrounded by beautiful scenery with mountains and water. Living here was truly a luxury. After strolling for nearly thirty minutes, Freya felt a tad fatigued and settled onto a nearby swing for a break. A gentle breeze tousled her long, silky hair, while butterflies flitted among the blossoms, creating a picturesque setting. James emerged not far off, silently observing her with a warm and graceful smile. Over three years, she had matured significantly, exuding even more charm. Just as he was about to approach, another figure hurriedly reached her first. Freya glanced up at the newcomer, her expression indifferent as she coldly remarked,