My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Radley, who was outside the office, had a smile in his eyes.

Following tradition, Freya paid respects to her ancestors and her master before she served tea.

Brandon also gave her a name in the industry. After thinking for a while, he smiled and announced, “Let’s call you Anonna.”

Freya stopped acting solemn now that she was done with the ceremony. Hearing his words, she couldn’t help but ponder with her eyebrows knitted together. “Anonna? Sounds pretty rustic.”

“Anonna is the goddess of the harvest. Sounds good to have a bountiful harvest every year, no?” Brandon chuckled.

“In a formal ceremony, you should vow three times and your master’s wife should be present. But we won’t follow those customs now. This is already good enough.”

Now that Brandon had accepted the most suitable disciple he could ask for, the smile in his eyes couldn’t be hidden. He couldn’t help but act like a master again.

Freya thought for a moment and promised, “Alright, since you are my master, I will take care of you and Mrs. Lane in your old age.

Brandon’s expression relaxed with a smile.

He suddenly felt that settling down in Caltun was not a bad idea. Now that he had an apprentice, it was like having a child.

With Radley by his side, their life in old age wouldn’t be too bad.

After chatting for a while, Freya hugged the thick book like it was her treasure.

Only then did Radley come forward and knock on the door.

Hearing that, Brandon glanced at the door and said, “Come in. This punk has been standing at the door for a while and secretly watching my apprentice.

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Brandon was initially happy to see his apprentice succeed. But now that Freya had become his apprentice, he started to scrutinize Radley with an ambivalent attitude.

He is a pretty decent match for my apprentice.

Radley looked at Freya and reminded her, “Working hours are over. It’s time to go to Nightshade Club.”

Freya thought for a moment and put the book in the drawer.

“Master, I have to attend a gathering. There might be people drinking there, so I’ll leave this book with you – so that it doesn’t smell like smoke and alcohol.”

She looked like she treasured the book.

The corners of Radley’s lips curled up slightly. “No one will be smoking or drinking today.”

“Aren’t we going to Nightshade Club?” From what she knew, Chris‘ territory was a place for drinking and gatherings.

Radley

them to the

was on the first floor of the club where there

Freya went in,

had been set up like it was a buffet in the

in the middle. It looked like a banquet hall with a few

you get Chris to agree to

hint of humor in his eyes. “He’s probably extremely grateful that I brought

from the Joint Department had arrived. They were all quite happy to see what was

there was a sign with big characters on

was

take a sip from a glass

Sweet iced

tall glasses

alcohol started to feel a little

time drinking today. It would be nice to relax with drinks after

drink less. You were almost late

Murmurs filled the room.

me? I might as well not attend then. How can we have a good time at such a big gathering if everyone

the buffet dishes, they were all prepared by

how valuable each dish was, it made those who loved alcohol even more regretful that there

smiled. “They

what he meant, but she followed him to sit down at a nearby

corner, it had a perfect view of the podium not

before someone went up

that person. “Who

smile on his face. “Hello everyone.

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munching on snacks grew excited as they

briefly introduced how there were no other items on the agenda except for a

employees of the West Geft Joint Department had been working hard recently, Radley

Even

generous of you, Mr. Monaghan. It seems like I’m being stingy by just treating everyone to

Connor give you the bill. All you have to

politely smiled. “That

made people

when the prizes were substantial and

lucky draw, almost everyone had one or two small boxes in front of

car keys with a joyful expression on

the stage and declared, “I will live and die for the Joint Department! I will give my

end!”

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