My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 192 The Drunkard’s Intentions Lie Not in the Wine

Radley took the phone back from Hannah’s hand.

Recently, his relationship with Freya had grown much closer, which should have been a good thing. However, as they grew closer, Radley found that his once strong self–control was starting to waver.

He wanted to be a part of her life and openly become the man standing by her side.

Hannah felt a bit aggrieved.

But looking at her brother, she dared not say anything more.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Radley typed on the screen, ‘It was Hannah fooling around just now. Sorry.’

Hannah innocently took the blame.

The next day, Freya got up early, said goodbye to Slyvia after breakfast, and hurriedly drove to West Geft Joint Department.

She wanted to learn several things, mainly related to mortise and tenon structures.

Freya was curious if she could convince, Brandon and his wife to stay in Caltun.

While Brandon was still there, she could learn something with his supervision.

Freya was full of enthusiasm for learning.

But a certain middle–aged man’s enthusiasm for work was clearly not enough.

Freya arrived at Brandon’s office early in the morning and waited until ten o’clock.

Only then did Brandon saunter in with a small cloth bag.

Freya hesitated to speak.

“Mr. Lane, you’re here quite early.”

Brandon chuckled, glancing at the busy scene in the outer office.

“I have nothing else to do.”

Then, he looked somewhat like a master, glancing at Freya. “So, are you my disciple or my boss now?”

Freya chuckled at the slip. “I guess I was a bit careless there. Of course, you’re my master.”

the side and placed the tea she had prepared in front of

and your word is

book on

on various small mortise

to be steady when making these things. Only then can the

small

Freya smiled.

her hands were

After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to assemble a mini version of a

watched her with

did not speak when

assemble the small stool did he take some pleasure in

the

her eyes and said, “Then why didn’t

you did not make

master and disciple chatted, the

stood at the door, holding a tablet

“Radley, you’re here.”

his gaze from

a little flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr. Lane, your

he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a

want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites of apprenticeship, including bowing and offering tea, just like

Radley, this was not a difficult

table, picked up a cup of tea, and placed

looked at the teacup with

glanced imperceptibly at Freya beside

Brandon sighed softly.

he would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had

with the future husband of his apprentice. Brandon

want to learn

“Let

calm. “Let me

!

had a long table, but

to look at the business affairs

and see Freya concentrating on various pieces of wood in

of his presence, fully immersed in her work with

without fear of being discovered as she immersed herself

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