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.

b*tch’s face disappeared, and her mood finally eased a

had bought at an auction years ago. It was a traditional

this book, it was sold as an antique at

prosperous period of traditional medicine development, and

modern medicine was also very refined, many exquisite ancient formulas had been lost to history.

page and looked at the

was a pity that she lost her memory before she had

propped up her chin. When she was engrossed in reading,

and saw that it was Isabella calling.

Club tonight

let me go out at night. If you want to make plans with me now, we

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

at home for so

is so bland if it

but don’t come to pick me up. I’ll

home. She was

been well-behaved for half a month. Sylvia and Braxton didn’t

dressed in a tight silk top with a waist-revealing design and a short skirt, threw a rope ladder from the

went out the back door. She took a taxi to the Azure Club, afraid

Club, Freya found the private room number

sitting in the middle of the sofa, with four men on each side. Eight handsome men looked at her as soon as she entered

from younger men to older men.

and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Isabella holding

do you dare to run away?”

Her red lips slightly raised, and a sense of oppression flowed

I will call your brother and ask him

room.”

sat next to Isabella, holding a

over. “Miss, do you

at him. “I have had a bad stomach

the fierce glare from Freya.

glamorous. He

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

couldn’t maintain his composure and said, “Miss,

daughter of the Parker family. I am not some lowly woman. Why do

tentatively asked, “Isabella, who

waved her hand. “Who else? It’s that-

spilling red wine all over Freya’s

wet from alcohol, and she felt sticky all over. Freya got