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.

herself from her assistant, and it seemed that the organizing committee

to it that

I’ll send her away today,” Riley

seemed as though the issue might be resolved with

the sofa, the chief director’s phone rang, and

a brief conversation on the phone, he raised his hand and said, “Please wait

a few times and

room. Half an

distressed upon

at each other,

a show. How

incompetence. Who knows what consequences the Freeman family might impose on her? Stepping in now is

contestants’ discussions were candid, and they didn’t

“Changing clothes? Do you need

think I conspired with my assistant and instructed

“That’s indeed

the blame

had been brought to

was evident to those with a discerning eye

her several more times, but Riley stubbornly

committee members departed with stern expressions, and the director looked at Riley disapprovingly

you wish to continue participating in

remained silent, feeling somewhat guilty.

living room didn’t disperse. Instead,

the group angrily and said, “So what if she gave you all a tiny bit of coins? You’ve turned against me for such a small favor

dared to openly challenge her, given

up. “We’re not standing up for Miss Kaufmann just because of a hundred

up. “What do you mean? Are you implying that I’m