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Amelia's words "I know him" were not deliberately avoided by the crowd, so Freya also heard them.

She immediately thought of the treatment plan for Sawyer that Alexander had previously brought out, which was now in Amelia's hands.

Freya didn't think Amelia had the ability to contact Rowen herself, so she must have found Alexander!

Thinking of this, she felt very upset. This Amelia was simply too shameless! She stole her man and shamelessly used all his resources!

First, it was Thunderbolt Legal Associates, and now it was Rowen. These were all things that belong to the Brown family, privileges that only Alexander's wife should enjoy!

How could someone like Alexander be blinded by such a woman!

Now she was using his connections, and in the future, would she also use his money and shares?!

Thinking about the things that should belong to her being used up by another woman, Freya felt heartbroken as if she were bleeding.

No, she must stop this behavior!

She glared at Amelia fiercely, and while everyone was chatting with Vivienne, she quietly slipped out, took a leave, and went straight back to the Brown Villa.

A trace of malice flashed in Freya's heart. Since Amelia had Alexander's protection, she would find someone who could suppress Alexander!

Serenity University's administrative office was in chaos.

Five minutes ago, Ava and Raymond were on a call with the speaker on, intending to make it easier for the administrative staff to listen. Unexpectedly, the entire office witnessed the joyous news of Vivienne becoming Professor Rowen's student.

The administrative staff were somewhat relieved that Vivienne's studies had not been affected.

Stella, on the other hand, lost control the moment she heard the news and started yelling in the office after the call ended.

She cursed Vivienne, Amelia, and even Rowen.

"I knew Rowen was no good! He's deliberately targeting me! What world-renowned psychologist, he's just a world-renowned scoundrel!"

Thinking back to the academic exchange in Emerald City, where Rowen embarrassed her in front of so many people and caused her to lose her degree, Stella was furious.

She grabbed a stack of books and threw them at a teacher who looked at her with disdain. "What kind of look is that? Do you look down on me too?"

The teacher, who had a bad temper, was also displeased and, after dodging, pointed at Stella's nose and cursed, "So what if I look down on you?"

"Professor Rowen probably doesn't even know you. How could he deliberately target you? Don't be so shameless!"

"And who else but you and your mother would shamelessly extort a degree from the school? Vivienne is a thousand times better than you. Only a fool would trade an excellent student for an arrogant idiot like you!"

Other teachers, fearing something might happen to the pregnant woman, quickly intervened to break up the fight, causing chaos in the room.

After much effort, the situation finally stabilized. The teacher had several scratches on their face, and Stella was clutching her stomach, looking pale.

Seeing the blood seeping from Stella's pants, Ava, who initially thought Stella was faking it, immediately changed her expression.

"Quick, take her to the hospital!"

During this trip with his daughter, Alexander discovered that Elsie was a bit directionally challenged, just like that fool Jasper.

Although it wasn't too serious and didn't affect his daughter's cuteness, Alexander, who had a strong sense of danger from a young age, believed that not knowing directions was a serious issue. If they got lost or were kidnapped and needed to escape, it would be a fatal weakness.

So, on the way back to the villa, Alexander multitasked, handling the accumulated documents from the past three days while casually teaching Elsie how to recognize directions.

"Look over there, the dense trees are to the south, and the sparse ones are to the north. So, if we turn right, we can go home, and if we turn left, we'll reach the old mansion."

"The old mansion?"

"Daddy, aren't we going to the old mansion?"

Elsie, who had been looking out the car window, turned around with bright eyes when she heard about the old mansion.

She sometimes heard Sawyer mention the old mansion, but he didn't seem very happy about it, as if there were many bad people there.

Alexander was silent for a moment. "Do you want to go to the old mansion?"

He and Leo both disliked the old mansion, especially Leo, who was always very tense when they went back.

Alexander didn't want his daughter to go there.

"Yes, yes," Elsie nodded vigorously. "I want to learn more about where Daddy grew up."

Alexander's heart softened at her words. He picked her up and placed her on his lap. "Then we'll go back."

He then instructed the driver in a deep voice, "Change the route, we're going to the old mansion."

After all, he now had the ability to protect his children. If anyone dared to make a move, he would deal with them directly.

Freya had been waiting for a long time in the hall of the Brown family's old mansion.

Although she was nominally following Holden due to the Stewart family's life-saving grace, she was actually just a high-level servant.

Holden would let her stay by his side when he was in a good mood, but she wouldn't see him when he was in a bad mood.

Like today, Holden said he was playing chess in his room, but Freya had been waiting for a long time without seeing him.

The Brown family's old mansion had a solemn and gloomy atmosphere, and the servants moved silently. Even though Freya had been there many times, she still felt uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, she suddenly heard the respectful voice of a servant outside, "Mr. Alexander Brown, Mr. Leo Brown."

Freya immediately stood up and began to tidy her clothes.

Alexander rarely returned to the old mansion, and she had never had the chance to get close to him. She didn't expect him to come back today!

Alexander brought Elsie back to the old mansion, and from the moment they saw the Brown family gate, he was bombarded with a series of "whys" that gave him a headache.

"Why is the gate black? Do they think it looks good?"

"Why are those people walking with their heads down? Do their necks hurt?"

"Why are the windows so small? Do they not like sunlight?"

"Why is this pillar so shiny? Is it made of gold?"

Alexander didn't know why the little girl had so many questions, each more bizarre than the last. But after answering questions all the way, he suddenly felt that the old mansion he had always hated was not so bad.

Luxurious decorations and a stale atmosphere, there weren't so many whys, just because the person who decorated the house had a mental illness.

So when Elsie saw Freya and blinked her eyes, asking, "Why is Ms. Stewart here? Is she a mistress?" Alexander, who had developed a reflex to answer questions, instinctively said, "No, because she has a mental illness."