No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 18 Ex-wife Living Lavishly

After finishing recording the video, Freya taught her followers how to remove makeup effortlessly.

These skills were actually necessary for her since she worked as a mortician.

Normally, makeup was all that was needed for the deceased, but in some special cases, the body could be mutilated.

In these situations, these skills would come in handy to restore the body.

Sometimes, the makeup skills of a mortician were even better than those of a professional makeup artist.

After finishing everything. Freya uploaded the video to her account.

Recently, she registered several short video accounts, where she shared makeup tutorials and occasional health knowledge.

Freya’s idea was simple. She wanted to give a good name to the lonely profession of a mortician, and the first thing to do was to expand her influence.

After uploading the video, she sat on the couch and fiddled with her phone.

Although it had only been a little over ten days, because the videos she had posted earlier had extreme before-and-after makeup comparisons, they blew up. The platform had been promoting her as well, so she had already gained tens of thousands of followers.

This speed of follower growth attracted the attention of many MCN companies who then contacted her privately.

Freya read through the comments on her previous videos and answered any questions she was interested in.

After finishing, she slid her finger and scrolled to the next video.

A video of a woman putting on makeup and transforming appeared, and when Freya saw the woman’s face, her expression immediately darkened.

“Why is this b*tch everywhere?”

On the screen, Danna was wearing a fairy-like high-end dress, with a full face of makeup and special effects, imitating Cinderella while holding a small white rabbit, and swaying around.

At first glance, the soft and delicate special effects made it almost impossible to see her face clearly.

Freya felt disgusted as she watched the video. She opened the comment section to take a look. Most of the comments were praising Danna.

Danna, I’ll always support you!”

“Danna is forever a goddess. When are you taking on a new role in a new TV show?”

Occasionally, some rational fans said that Danna was already very beautiful and didn’t need excessive airbrushing, but these comments were met with hundreds of replies scolding them.

video away casually. The b*tch’s face disappeared, and her

at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine book from ancient time called “The Compendium of Medical Wisdom”.

it was sold as an antique at the auction, but she saw its medical value.

and even the founder

exquisite ancient formulas had been lost

turned a page and

she lost her memory before she had

up her chin. When she was engrossed

it up and saw that

to Azure Club

“Braxton won’t let me go out at night. If you want to make

go to Azure Club for breakfast?” Isabella’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton so controlling? Don’t mind him. I’ll come pick you

had been at home for so many days and had rested enough.

Life is so bland if

to pick me up. I’ll just sneak out to meet

with her mother and brother at home. She was as obedient as usual. Then she went to bed in the

been well-behaved for half a month. Sylvia and

a waist-revealing design and a short skirt, threw a rope ladder from the

out the back door. She took

the Azure Club, Freya found the private

sofa, with four men on each side. Eight handsome men looked at her as soon as she entered the room.

them, from younger men to older men.

and wanted to leave, but

you dare

a sense

your brother and

room.”

Isabella, holding a glass of juice. Her mouth slightly

over. “Miss, do you want a

at him. “I have had a bad stomach recently, so I don’t drink.”

young man blushed under the fierce glare

domineering and glamorous. He adored her so much!

the collar of a dominant-like guy and appearing to be drunk. “Tell me. Why do you

his composure and said, “Miss,

gritted her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I am not

and tentatively asked, “Isabella, who are you talking about?”

hand. “Who else? It’s that-

her wine glass, spilling red wine all over

sticky all over. Freya got