My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya laughed. Her “indulgence” was actually to make Sarah happy.

Ryan on the TV had a gentlemanly and elegant look on his face as he was being interviewed before the party.

He was wearing a black suit with silver dark patterns embroidered on it, looking elegant and noble.

“Ryan is really handsome. He can pull off this kind of clothes. If an ordinary person wore it, they would definitely look like they belong in a choir.”

Ashley looked at the TV, her eyebrows curved. “He looks decent.”

Aunt Ashley has a unique way of complimenting people, Freya thought.

Halfway through the party, a close-up of Ryan’s face appeared on the screen.

Walter, the butler, hurriedly ran in from outside the door then.

“Bad news, Old Mrs. Marshall. Ernie Porter is here!”

Sarah instantly frowned. “So what if he is here? Tell the security not to let him in. We’ve already made it clear to him that the Marshalls and the Porters have nothing to do with each other!”

However, Walter anxiously informed, “But he’s already inside. Old Mrs. Marshall. Ernie Porter drove straight into the gate and barged in!”

Freya’s face turned serious as she stood up in the room.

Noah, too, turned cold as a sense of oppression oozed out of him.

“Mom, Sylvia, Ashley, take Frey back to the room first.

Freya caressed her belly as a cold light flashed in her eyes. “Uncle Noah, we can’t leave. Ernie will think that the Marshalls are afraid of him if we do! If he dares to intrude into our house, he won’t be able to leave so easily!”

Worried, Ashley looked at Freya’s bulging belly. “You’re not wrong, Frey, but it’s enough for me and your uncle to stay here. If anything happens while you’re with child… This won’t do. You have to go back.”

Sylvia knew about Freya’s skills, but she was still worried, especially since Freya was in the late stages of her pregnancy. “Frey, listen to your aunt and go back with your grandmother first.”

Before Freya could respond, the screeching sound of brakes could already be heard.

Ernie had a ferocious look on his face as he rushed in like a madman. “Noah Marshall, you tried to set me up, didn’t you? That place is not a gold mine!”

in the living room, ready to take

no attention and charged toward Noah like he had

bodyguards. But still, he kept

back

physical strength, Ernie sat on the ground, his eyes bloodshot. “Why did you do this to me? Why?!”

I don’t know anything about a gold mine, but you drove into my house and

there

shifted from Noah to Freya. “Isn’t there a gold mine? Why else would she and

picking at a plate of dried fruits and nuts before taking out a walnut.

I say I wanted that piece of land?” Freya smiled. “Where did you get this

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his fists as he felt a wave of dizziness

information. After all, neither the Kaufmanns nor the Monaghans had made any official

knew that I definitely wanted to trick you

crazy, Ernie. It’s best for you to leave my

turned cold. “Leave! Don’t dirty my

he shook his head. “No, you’re not that smart.

who deliberately schemed this! You were the one who wanted to take revenge for the Marshalls, so you made me believe that there was a

an eyebrow. “You must be mentally ill. I heard from my uncle that you bought that land because your father’s spirit came to you. What’s all this talk about a gold mine? I

when Noah heard Freya’s words.

the contract. If you feel like you’ve been tricked, I can release that video now and let the

was stunned. Surveillance

video of me kneeling and crying while hugging

that my father’s spirit has come and that I want to buy back

his teeth. He had gone to great

of Caltun would see

witness his humiliation!

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care about losing face if there really

wasn’t getting