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.

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

on the couch, holding a book that she had bought at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine book from ancient

antique at the auction,

of traditional medicine development, and even the founder of the era had some

refined, many exquisite ancient formulas had been lost

and looked

she lost her memory before she had a chance to read it.

When she was engrossed in

it up and saw that it

Azure Club tonight to

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

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

been at home for so many days and

a moment. Life is so bland if it continues

don’t come to pick me up. I’ll just sneak out to meet

with her mother and brother at home. She was as

had been well-behaved for half a month. Sylvia

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

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

the private

middle of the sofa, with four men on each side. Eight handsome

of them, from younger men to older men.

but was stopped by Isabella holding a

dare to run

lips slightly raised, and a sense

bully. “If you run, I will call your brother

room.”

holding

young man came over. “Miss, do you

have had a bad stomach recently,

under the fierce

was so domineering and glamorous.

guy and appearing to be drunk. “Tell me. Why do you despise

couldn’t maintain his composure and said, “Miss, I don’t despise

blurred and she gritted her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I am not some lowly woman.

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

“Who else?

her wine glass, spilling red wine all

was wet from alcohol, and she felt sticky all over.