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!”

had gathered in the living room,

attention and charged toward Noah

ended up being pushed back by the bodyguards. But still, he kept charging forward and getting

back

strength, Ernie sat on the ground, his eyes bloodshot. “Why did you

“Ernie, I don’t know anything about a gold mine, but you drove into my house and even tried to hurt us. I’ve already called the police,”

kept sitting there

gaze soon shifted from Noah to Freya. “Isn’t there a gold mine? Why else

calmly picking at a plate of dried fruits and

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

Insider information?

felt a wave of

insider information. After all, neither the Kaufmanns nor the Monaghans had made any official statements or clarified the rumors.

anger. “Noah, you were the one who set me up. weren’t you? You knew that I definitely wanted to trick you with that land, so you accepted it and then schemed to deceive me out

Ernie. It’s best for you to leave

face turned cold. “Leave! Don’t dirty my house!”

sat in place for a while before he shook his head. “No, you’re not that smart. It’s her!”

to take revenge

uncle that you bought that land because your father’s spirit came to you. What’s all this talk about

when Noah heard Freya’s

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

was stunned. Surveillance

of me kneeling and crying while hugging

I said that my father’s spirit has come and that I want to buy back that piece of land because my father tricked the Marshalls?!

He had gone to great lengths to deceive

whole of Caltun would see him kowtowing to the

witness his humiliation!

Get the

care about losing face if there really was a gold mine on that land.

wasn’t getting