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.”

placed the

are the master, and your word is

the thick book on mortise and tenon joinery from

she worked on

these things. Only then can the parts

small wood quite

Freya smiled.

her hands were

already learned these basic skills in other areas. After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to

watched her with a

did not speak when

not assemble the small stool did he take some pleasure in

the

widened her eyes and said, “Then why didn’t you say

can you remember if you did not make some mistakes?” Brandon

chatted, the office door

look, and Radley stood at the door, holding a tablet in his hand as he

“Radley, you’re here.”

and shifted his gaze from Radley

a little flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr.

Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project that

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

was not

cup of tea, and placed it

looked at the teacup with

eyes glanced imperceptibly

Brandon sighed softly.

in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for the sake of tenon–mortise but

was satisfied with the future husband of his apprentice.

do you want

“Let

voice was calm. “Let me

!

long table, but it was

from Freya and picked up the tablet to look at the business affairs while his subordinates handled

raise his eyes and see Freya concentrating on various pieces of wood in front of

of his presence, fully immersed in her

openly watch her without fear of being discovered

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