My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya was deep in thought when her phone rang. It was a message from Radley, providing her with the necessary information for the upcoming contest.

This was the most prestigious contest in the industry, with over a dozen domestic and international media outlets live-streaming the entire event.

The contest took place every three years, and this time it would be held in Hartterre, Florin, which was quite a coincidence. If it were to be held abroad, it would have been inconvenient for Freya to attend, especially now that she had Jolly.

Freya furrowed her brows as she read through the information from previous contests.

In the past, all the contests had segregated perfumers from various countries. However, it wasn’t as strict as a military camp. The purpose was to prevent cheating, and the daily lives of the perfumers would be broadcasted live, which would add an element of entertainment.

“Hartterre, for half a month…”

Freya pondered.

Before long, Sylvia came downstairs.

“Did Radley leave?” she asked.

“Yes,” Freya looked up at her mother. “Didn’t you go back to your room? How did you know?”

Hearing that, Sylvia gave Freya a glance. “How could I really leave you alone with him? I was on the balcony just now and saw his car being driven away.”

Freya nodded upon hearing that, and at that moment, the nanny brought Jolly out.

Sylvia immediately carried the little one and chatted with Freya. “What did Radley say to you?”

“What else could it be

He wants to collaborate with our company and create a fragrance brand,” Freya replied casually.

“You didn’t agree, did you?” Sylvia furrowed her brows.

“It’s a good thing. Why wouldn’t I agree?” Freya smiled.

“You agreed?”

“Yes.”

Sylvia held Jolly in her arms, she scrutinized her daughter’s expression.

we continue to collaborate with the Monaghan Group, you will inevitably have to continue to

Caltun is not that big, and we will meet sooner or later. Besides, why not make

concern for our family, and if you’ve truly considered everything and wish to avoid any further ties with Radley, perhaps it’s best not to proceed with this

“It’s not just about money. What I value most is the development of the industry. The position of top luxury spices is gradually being replaced by perfumes. Mom, you also know that I’m a perfumer. I want to promote and carry forward

a dream, but one must always strive to have hope.

you truly want, your brother and I will support you.” Sylvia sighed

felt warmth in her heart and leaned against

Sylvia’s arms, squirmed and reached out his hands, wanting Freya to hold him.

son and felt rather reluctant.

a month was

reveal too many details to Sylvia. When Braxton came back in the evening. Isabella came with

dinner, the four of them

upcoming

to Hartterre?” Braxton immediately frowned. “It’s

worry, Braxton. I’ve already checked. The program will be broadcasted live throughout the

a move, they wouldn’t dare to do anything under the watchful eyes of

to Hartterre sounds great. How about I accompany you? It’s only half a month, and I can treat

could finish her sentence,

of preparations. You don’t have time to go to Hartterre.” Braxton then

upon hearing that.

“I have…”

it amusing. Isabella had always been fearless, except when

a case of everything

rules of previous contests, and they should allow perfumers to bring an assistant.”

do you plan to bring? You don’t have an assistant,” Sylvia

smiled. “I’ll

assistant when you were at the company? She probably doesn’t know much about perfumery, but

good enough if she could help with tasks.” Freya looked at her brother

identity, but Braxton did.

Brisa by her side,

that “The Compendium of Medical Wisdom” would not be safe at

I bring it?

Compendium of Medical Wisdom” on a

more and more traditional medicine