My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya’s face hardened as Lucius lunged forward, seizing Maddox’s collar, ready to instigate a brawl. However, their faces blanched in the next instant.

“I hear something down there!”

A cacophony of sounds echoed from above, causing Freya’s heart to skip a beat.

“Quick, take cover! Don’t stand directly underneath the cover, Freya whispered urgently.

As the manhole cover above was lifted, Russell, Maddox, and Lucius scrambled to the other side, leaving Freya behind. As the cover was lifted, exclamations of surprise echoed from above.

“Holy sh*t, we caught her!”

“The others must be here too! Report to Mr. Strategist immediately!”

Freya’s face was drained of color as she watched the man above pointing a gun at her.

“Miss, you better stay still. This gun can shoot down even an eagle. I doubt you can move faster than ant eagle, can you?”

Freya remained motionless. She turned to look at Lucius and mouthed the words, “Run.”

Lucius hesitated. He clenched his jaw. Russell pulled him away, gave Freya a meaningful look, and nodded to her before the three of them continued to crawl further away.

Five minutes later, Freya was forced to climb up to the manhole under the threat of being shot.

Two men in black held her hostage.

The rest of the men were standing at the entrance of the sewer, peering inside.

“Could the other three missing people be here as well?”

“Very likely! Let’s go down and check.”

“Are you insane? The stench is unbearable today! If you want to go down, you go down by yourself.”

“If we don’t go, we might all be dead when Mr. Strategist asks us about this later!”

Freya’s gaze was icy, fixed on the entrance of the sewer.

After the men finished their discussion, they quickly coerced a skinny man to go down and investigate.

As the skinny man approached the manhole, Freya’s heart pounded.

had been trudging in the sewer for so long that they were drained.

searched down there, they would be

had

the two men holding her hostage were also fixated on the manhole, she abruptly

deafening noise erupted.

unmaintained sewer wall was pelted by a

was pressed against the back of her head.

guard. She could either kill the two men or destroy the

man pointing the gun at her seethed with

dare you do this!

against the back of her

Mr. Strategist said,

people must be in there, so

find another manhole?”

are a labyrinth, and we don’t have a map!

livid, glaring at Freya as if he wanted to kill

know how tough you are, so

were fastened on Freya’s hands.

people called back to

car pulled up next

opened, and Jamie, still in his pajamas,

colder than ever.

up to Freya and slapped her hard

you’re bolder than

side, and she croaked, Are you going to have someone beat me up again?”

are

I die, your brother won’t live

as dark as a stormy cloud as previously suppressed wild, murderous rage surged out,

before, there are things worse than death!”

her back!” Jamie commanded, turning to get back in the car, and instructing Monkey, who

the entire city for those three people! Kill them on sight. No need to bring them

heart leaped into her throat.

If you have any issues, come

a cold glance at

that someone has to take the blame for your mistakes, but don’t think you can get away with it so easily. If I don’t teach

into the car by

Jamie glanced at the time.