My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Radley.

Radley politely declined. “Master, please answer her question first. I can eat later.”

Brandon was angry. “Radley, you’ve learned from me for a few days and even called me ‘Master. Yet, you won’t stand up for me?”

Freya didn’t dwell on the matter for too long. She knew Brandon was in a difficult position.

After a short tea break, Freya stood up and said, “I’ll go help Mrs. Lane prepare the meal.”

As she got up, Radley followed suit. “I’ll help too.”

Freya questioned him, “Do you know how to cook?”

Radley’s expression remained composed as he replied, “I can help with the preparations.”

His tone carried a formality that resembled the signing of a formal document.

Freya didn’t say anything more and headed to the kitchen. The kitchen was situated in another part of the courtyard. Radley followed closely behind. However, Trisha was quick to intervene.

“Why are you both coming to the kitchen? There’s a strong smell of cooking here. You’ll feel uncomfortable.”

Freya smelled the strong aroma of food in the air and glanced at Radley.

For some, it was a mouthwatering scent, but for the clean freaks, it felt as if the smell was infiltrating their body.

It made them feel uncomfortable all over.

Radley, however, remained unperturbed. “Mrs. Lane, is there anything we can assist with? We’re here to help

Trisha couldn’t drive the two away, so she assigned them the easiest task. She gave them a basket of green vegetables to be picked.

“You can help pick these vegetables. Do it in the living room. It’s too smelly here.” Trisha was aware of Radley’s cleanliness issues.

Freya sneered, “No need, Mrs. Lane. We’ll just pick them here. It’s warm in the kitchen”

Both of them took seats on small stools, facing a low table, and began picking the vegetables.

“Mrs. Lane’s buffalo wings must be in erdibly delicious. I’m starting to crave them just from

Radley, who was

one by one, even carefully flattening any folded

left

this rate, it would probably take them until evening to finish picking this basket of

decisively took the vegetables from Radley’s hand. “Pick them a bit faster at this rate. We’ll have to wash

and looked

always cook for him

minutes to finish picking the basket of vegetables. Most of the time, Freya was

even if they had the slightest flaw, would end

her forehead, feeling drained. Finally, they had finished picking the vegetables. She felt she

don’t you return to the living room and enjoy some

his gaze and looked at Freya’s resigned and annoyed face, then chuckled

I’ll stay with you.”

heart skipped a beat. “There’s not much work

turned her head and immediately took out a bag of garlic from the

me peel these garlic cloves

dozens of garlic cloves, feeling speechless. Mrs. Lane, you’re being

two of them sat back at the table and started peeling the garlic. This time, Freya no longer had to teach Radley. They peeled the garlic cloves and placed them

hushed tone, “I’ve heard that the Monaghan Group is currently targeting the Freeman Group. Is that

“There’s no such

the Freeman Group. Radley, if this is because of me, it’s unnecessary. Both our families are deeply entrenched in the business world, and you should understand that adding another enemy can be problematic. Especially since the Freeman Group has been a fixture in the capital for many years with deep roots. If we push them too far, who knows how they

hint of coldness. “They wouldn’t dare.”

the Freeman Group. If they dared to make a move Radley was determined to make the entire Freeman

Riley’s problem lies in her character and upbringing. She’s the daughter of the Freeman family, so Freeman

doing nothing? All Riley did was attempt to tarnish

the competition, and she didn’t succeed. Besides, this is

“Your matters are my matters.”

Trisha served her a piece of meat before she could argue further.

taste this for me.”

felt that Trisha had

afternoon. Freya chatted with Trisha and checked her pulse.