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

holding a book that she had bought at an auction years ago. It was a traditional

antique at the auction, but she saw its medical value.

of traditional medicine development, and even the founder of

refined, many exquisite ancient formulas

a page and looked at the prescription.

that she lost her memory before she

she was engrossed

and saw that it was Isabella calling.

come to Azure Club tonight

you want to make plans with me now, we have to make it in the

voice rose. “Why is Braxton so controlling? Don’t mind him.

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

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

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

She was as obedient as usual. Then

for half a month. Sylvia

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

went out the back door. She took

Azure Club, Freya found the private room number easily and was shocked

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

from younger men to older men.

around and wanted to leave, but was

do you dare to

a sense of oppression flowed out. “Why

bully. “If you run, I will call your brother and ask him to check if you’re in your

room.”

hour later, Freya sat next to Isabella, holding

man came over. “Miss, do you want a

glanced at him. “I have had a bad

blushed under the fierce glare

lady was so domineering and glamorous.

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

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

daughter of the Parker family. I am not some lowly

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

her hand. “Who else?

swung her wine glass, spilling red wine

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