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.”

went to the side and placed the tea she

and your

book on mortise and tenon joinery from the

as she worked on various small mortise

steady when making these things. Only then can the

the small

Freya smiled.

her hands

Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to assemble a mini version of

watched her

did not speak when

Freya could not assemble the small stool did he take some pleasure

drilled the

eyes and said, “Then

can you remember if you did not make some

master and disciple chatted, the office

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

“Radley, you’re here.”

shifted his gaze from

scrutiny. “Mr. Lane, your gaze is a bit

expression remained calm as he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project that requires simple

eyebrow slightly. “Learn from me? If you want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites of apprenticeship, including bowing and offering tea, just

was not a

tea table, picked up a cup of

the teacup

and eyes glanced

Brandon sighed softly.

he wanted this proud young man to kneel down and pay respects, he would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not

with the future husband of

you want

“Let

calm. “Let me take a

!

table, but it was not very

up the tablet to look at the business

raise his eyes and see Freya concentrating on various pieces of

presence, fully immersed in her

could openly watch her without fear of being

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