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

Caltun was bustling. She drove into a shortcut and a dimly lit road

heading west would

filled with a determination to kill!

At Kaufmann Residence.

with official business all day and sat directly on the sofa when he got home, holding his

the nearby dining room and immediately approached him upon

any progress with the

“No, I met with Radley and

hopeful eyes dimmed.

deeply. “How is

“Jolly is missing, so how could Frey be alright? However, she seemed to be in a better state today. She even ate an extra bowl of rice during

both of them realized something was

pondered for a moment before standing up and

Freya’s door, and Braxton knocked on it. “Frey, are you there?”

face turned cold. He knocked on the

“Frey!”

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

was empty.

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

“Something’s wrong!”

ran outside in big strides and

herself to remain calm in the face of a huge event. “Go, make sure to bring Frey back safely!”

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howled by

In a few more minutes,

to the agreed time with the

opposite side of Caltun Road, almost

7:52 p.m.

at Emerald Dock, took out her phone, and stood in front of a landmark building near the

dock.

building was already deserted, surrounded

the pitch-black sky covered by dark clouds.

exactly struck 8 p.m., a line of text

bring the item?”

lips and raised her voice. “I

wasn’t sure where the person

displayed a message. Go to

guiding her along the way,

area and reached a deserted house on the west side.

the book down, then leave and wait outside.

before the door and shouted,

You have no room for negotiation. My patience

placed

Leave this place!”