My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Everyone in the house was asleep at this moment. Freya quietly went downstairs, crossed the corridor, and arrived at the basement door.

Although this villa was frequently unoccupied, she had prepared quite a few ‘toys’ in the past.

After opening the door, Freya activated the trap she had set up at the entrance.

After completing the iris authentication, a safe door slowly opened from the wall, and Freya walked in wearing a nightgown.

Various cold weapons hung on the wall, and she chose a modified crossbow and a few medicine bottles.

The power of this modified crossbow surpassed that of most firearms in close combat.

She tightly pursed her lips, her face as cold as ice.

After preparing some weapons, she returned to her bedroom with everything.

Freya placed the items under the bed and lay down on it. Today, she needed a good night’s sleep to rest up and have the energy to save Jolly tomorrow.

The next day.

In the early morning, Sylvia came to wake Freya up for breakfast.

Braxton was busy investigating the arsonist for the past three days and searching for Jolly’s whereabouts. He was almost invisible all day long.

Freya received messages from Chris and Mikael, knowing that Radley’s side was using all available manpower to investigate.

Even the Hood family was helping.

Yet, despite the efforts of the three families, it should have been found even if it was just an ant in Caltun. However, there was not a single clue about the arsonist.

After breakfast, Freya pretended to look tired and said, “Mom, I’m going back to sleep.”

Sylvia nodded and looked worriedly at Freya’s back.

She was also anxious about Jolly’s disappearance but even more worried about her daughter’s emotions.

At 7 p.m., Freya went downstairs to have dinner and returned to her room to sleep early.

After returning to her room, she locked her door and took out the weapons she had prepared long ago, equipping herself one after another.

Hidden under her clothes were the modified sleeve arrows and crossbow.

Freya took a grappling hook and swung herself to the first floor, disappearing into the woods with a few flashes.

Emerald Dock was an old dock on the Caltun Riverside. It used to be famous a few years ago but has gradually fallen into disuse recently.

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Freya drove out, her face cold.

suitable place for carrying out activities

She drove into a shortcut and a dimly

would

filled with a determination to kill!

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all day and sat directly on the sofa when he got home, holding his head in his hands, his eyes filled

dining room

with the news today?”

and Matthew today, but they also had no

hopeful eyes

deeply. “How is

how could Frey be alright? However, she seemed to be in a better state

finished speaking, both of them realized something was wrong.

who squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment before standing up and

at Freya’s door, and Braxton knocked on it.

response from inside, and his face turned cold. He

“Frey!”

silent, and his heart sank. He kicked the door lock forcefully, causing the door to

was empty.

on the pushed-open window. He quickly ran over and discovered the rope of the sliding

“Something’s wrong!”

ran outside in big strides and turned to look

herself to remain calm in the face of a huge event. “Go, make

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wind howled by the riverside.

car was driving along the riverside road. In a few more minutes, she would arrive at

according to the agreed time with the other party!

car was speeding on the opposite side of Caltun Road, almost

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her phone, and stood in front of a landmark

dock.

building was already deserted, surrounded

saw the pitch-black sky covered by dark clouds.

at her phone, watching the time. When it exactly struck 8 p.m., a line of text appeared on her phone

you bring

pursed her lips and raised her voice. “I brought it, but where is

sure where the person

screen displayed a message. Go to

guiding her along the way, she went around

the dock area and reached a deserted house on the west side. The screen

book down, then leave and

shouted, “I must see my son!”

You have no room for negotiation. My patience

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Leave this place!”