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.

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

at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine book from

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

the most prosperous period of traditional medicine development, and even the

medicine was also very refined, many exquisite ancient

a page and looked at

her memory before she had a chance

propped up her chin. When she was engrossed

picked it up and saw that it was Isabella

Azure Club

to make plans with

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

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

thought for a moment. Life is so bland if

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

the evening. Freya had dinner with her mother and brother at home. She was as

well-behaved for half a month. Sylvia and Braxton didn’t notice anything wrong.

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

the ground and went out the back door. She took a taxi to the Azure

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

of them, from younger men to older

turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Isabella holding a

dare

Her red lips slightly raised, and a sense of

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

room.”

Freya sat next to Isabella, holding a glass of juice.

man came over. “Miss, do you

a bad stomach

blushed under the fierce glare from

domineering and glamorous. He adored her so

been triggered, pulling the collar of a dominant-like guy and appearing to be drunk.

his composure and said, “Miss,

daughter of the Parker family. I am

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

hand. “Who else? It’s

her wine glass, spilling red wine

wet from alcohol, and she felt sticky all over. Freya got up to go to the