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.

Lucius, and Maddox had been trudging in the sewer

man searched down there, they would be found immediately.

a gun. If he discovered that she had facilitated their escape, he might kill the three

were also fixated on the manhole, she abruptly broke free, snatched the gun from

noise erupted.

wall was pelted by a barrage of bullets, there was so much rubble created

cold gun was pressed against the back of

now when the others were caught off guard. She could either kill the

pointing the gun at her seethed with rage.

dare

harder against the back

to pacify him. “Calm down. Mr. Strategist said, if she dies, we

must be in there, so what

another manhole?”

don’t have a map! How are we going

if he wanted to kill her on the

know how tough you are, so

on Freya’s

called back to report the situation.

minutes later, a black car pulled up

Jamie, still in his pajamas, stepped

was colder than ever.

strode up to Freya and slapped

bolder than

was slapped to one side, and she croaked, Are you going to have

chin. “How sure are you that I

lightly. “If I die, your brother won’t live either,

previously suppressed wild, murderous rage surged out, forcing

are

commanded, turning to get back in the car, and instructing Monkey, who was standing

for those three people! Kill them on sight.

heart leaped into

helped them escape. If you

cast a cold glance at Freya.

away with it so easily. If I don’t teach you a lesson, I bet

shoved into the car by

the villa, Jamie