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.

a suitable place for carrying out activities away from the public

into a shortcut and a dimly lit

here, heading west would lead to

was cold, filled with a determination to

At Kaufmann Residence.

the sofa when he got home, holding his head in his hands, his eyes filled with

out of the nearby dining room and immediately approached him

any progress with the news today?”

head. “No, I met with Radley and Matthew today, but they also had no

eyes dimmed.

deeply. “How is Frey? Is she alright?”

so how could Frey be alright? However, she seemed to be in a better state today. She even

of them realized something was wrong.

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

and Braxton knocked on it. “Frey, are

no response from inside, and his face turned cold. He knocked

“Frey!”

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

was

and his gaze fell on the pushed-open window. He quickly

“Something’s wrong!”

ran outside in big strides and turned

remain calm in the face of a huge

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wind howled by the riverside.

car was driving along the riverside road. In a

the agreed time with the other

on the opposite side of Caltun Road,

7:52 p.m.

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

dock.

was already deserted, surrounded by

saw the pitch-black

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

you bring the

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

wasn’t sure where the person

message.

at Zone D. With continuous instructions guiding her along the way, she

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

down, then leave and

door and shouted, “I must

other person sent another message. You have no room for negotiation.

a deep breath and placed The Compendium of Medical Wisdom down.

Leave this place!”