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.

away casually. The b*tch’s face disappeared, and her mood finally eased a bit.

she had bought at an auction years

sold as an antique

traditional medicine development, and even

also very refined, many exquisite ancient formulas had been lost

and looked at the

she lost her memory before she had a

her chin. When she was engrossed in reading, her phone

picked it up and saw that it was Isabella calling.

come to Azure Club tonight to work.”

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

for breakfast?” Isabella’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton so controlling? Don’t mind

so

thought for a moment. Life is so bland if it continues like this. She needed some

me up.

She was

a month. Sylvia and Braxton

with a waist-revealing design and a

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

Club, Freya found the private room number

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

were all kinds of them, from younger men to older men.

wanted to leave, but was stopped by Isabella holding a

you dare to

a sense of oppression flowed out. “Why wouldn’t

will call your brother and ask him to check if you’re in

room.”

sat next to Isabella, holding a glass of

came over. “Miss, do you want a drink?”

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

young man blushed under the fierce glare

was so domineering and glamorous. He adored her so much!

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

and said, “Miss, I don’t despise you.”

her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I am not some lowly woman. Why do you…”

to some clues and tentatively asked, “Isabella, who are you

“Who

swung her wine glass, spilling red wine all

sticky all over. Freya