Chapter 288 I am Not Freya, I am Poppy

She spoke up to stop him. When the man heard her voice, he slowly turned his head, his eyes like those of a wild beast, crimson and fierce. Freya felt for the silver needle on her body and stepped closer to him. "Stay calm and let her go..." Apparently, her voice had some effect as Bradley gradually relaxed his grip. Freya continued to soothe him with her words, "Take slow, deep breaths and come over here." Bradley squinted with his blood-red eyes and threw Sharon to the ground. Saved, Sharon grabbed her chest and coughed violently. She looked at the man in front of her with fear, trembling and hugging herself tightly. Bradley approached Freya, and suddenly, he fiercely attacked her. Although Freya had changed her clothes, the mask of Poppy was still on her face, so he didn't recognize her for a moment. When the man swung his fist at her, Freya dodged to the side. She grabbed the silver needle and aimed it at his neck. This silver needle was specially customized for him, w