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!”

the living

no attention and charged toward Noah like he had lost his mind.

by the bodyguards. But still, he kept charging forward

back

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

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 and panting

a gold mine? Why else would she and the Monaghan Group accept that

of dried fruits and nuts before taking

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

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he felt a

the Kaufmanns nor the Monaghans had made any official

contain his 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,

for you to leave

turned cold. “Leave! Don’t

sat in place for a while before he shook his head.

“It was you who deliberately schemed this! You were the one who wanted to take revenge for the Marshalls, so

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

mind when

his brows. “Ernic, I still have the surveillance video of us signing the contract. If you feel like you’ve been tricked, I can release that video now

stunned.

and crying while hugging

want to buy back that piece of land because my father tricked

to great lengths to deceive Noah that

of Caltun would see him kowtowing to the Marshalls.

witness his humiliation!

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face if there really was a gold mine

he wasn’t getting