My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Riley’s face turned pale in an instant.

Her assistant, standing nearby, gritted her teeth, knowing that if she didn’t step up to shoulder the blame, she wouldn’t gain any benefits either.

“It was me. Freya has always mistreated Miss Freeman, and I was angry, so I went to her room.”

The chief director frowned. “This doesn’t add up. Even if Miss Kaufmann and Miss Freeman have conflicts, why would you enter Miss Kaufmann’s room?”

The assistant hesitated for a few seconds but quickly remembered the harsh words Riley had uttered about Freya earlier in their room.

“I wanted to verify if Freya had cheated to secure first place in the preliminary round. She’s new to this industry, and I found it hard to believe she had the skills to achieve that. Plus, her relationship with Radley and Inken made me suspect there might be something fishy with her performance. So, I wanted to search her room for evidence!”

The management staff member from the organizing committee was seething with anger.

“Do you think this is just any ordinary competition?”

The assistant’s statement was essentially insinuating that the organizing committee and sponsors’ participants were colluding.

This was supposed to be the most authoritative competition in the industry, and such rumors could severely damage its reputation.

Eric Warren, the management staff member, coldly retorted, “If you question our fairness, why even bother participating?”

In the midst of this, Riley hastily interjected, “I’m truly sorry, Mr. Warren! I had absolutely no knowledge of this matter. My assistant acted without consulting me beforehand. Had I known, I would have certainly stopped her!”

Freya crossed her arms as she looked at Riley’s hypocritical appearance.

Lately, she had noticed that Riley’s assistant seemed to have no grasp of fragrance blending at all.

Rather than serving as an assistant, she appeared more like a personal maid accompanying Riley.

It was improbable that she had come up with those words independently; they were likely something she had heard from Riley.

already distanced herself from her assistant, and it seemed that the organizing committee couldn’t do much about it.

that

her away

issue might be resolved with this.

sofa, the chief director’s phone rang, and

on the phone, he raised his hand and said, “Please wait for a moment.”

the director tapped his phone a few times and swiftly located

Freeman, during the incident, your assistant covered the surveillance camera in Miss Kaufmann’s room to hide her actions. Consequently, our production team reviewed the surveillance footage from your room. Half an hour before your assistant entered Miss Kaufmann’s room, you had

seemed distressed upon hearing

room looked at each other, and someone whispered, “Isn’t it obvious that they’re plotting something?”

assistant is just putting on a show. How could she come up

to take the blame, it would be seen as incompetence. Who knows what consequences the Freeman family might impose on her? Stepping in now is just a minor setback. There might even rewards down the road;

discussions were candid, and they didn’t hold back. Riley’s face darkened as she retorted,

the sofa, sarcastically chimed in, “Changing clothes? Do you need to block

not. If you think I conspired with my assistant and instructed her

nodded. “That’s indeed true.”

took the blame for Riley.

the situation had been brought to

discerning eye that she intended to shamelessly persist until the

more times, but Riley stubbornly maintained her ignorance

the end, the committee members departed with stern expressions, and the

wish to continue participating in the competition without tarnishing

lips and remained silent, feeling

contestants in the living room didn’t disperse.

a tiny bit of coins? You’ve turned against me for such a

to openly challenge her, given

Kaufmann just because of a hundred coins; it’s because we’ve seen her character

do you mean? Are you implying that