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.

place for carrying out

bustling. She drove into a shortcut and a dimly lit

would lead

gaze was cold, filled with a determination to kill!

At Kaufmann Residence.

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

room and immediately approached him upon seeing him.

any progress with the

“No, I met with Radley and

hopeful eyes dimmed.

is

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

both of

his eyes and pondered for a moment before standing up and walking quickly toward the stairs.

Braxton knocked on it.

from inside, and his face turned cold. He knocked on the

“Frey!”

He kicked the door lock forcefully, causing the door to slam open

was empty.

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

“Something’s wrong!”

outside in big strides and turned to

face of a huge event. “Go, make sure to bring Frey back safely!”

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wind howled by the

road. In a few more minutes, she would arrive at Emerald

was just in time according to the agreed time with

sports car was speeding on the opposite side of Caltun

7:52 p.m.

and stood in front of a landmark building

dock.

already deserted, surrounded by

looked up and saw the pitch-black sky covered

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

bring

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

wasn’t sure where the

a message. Go to Zone

D. With continuous instructions guiding her along the way, she went around a few times.

she exited the dock area and reached a deserted house on the west

book down, then leave and

shouted, “I must see my son!”

person sent another message. You have no room for negotiation. My patience is limited.'”

and placed The Compendium

Leave this place!”