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.

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

down there, they would be found

he discovered that she had facilitated

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

deafening noise erupted.

sewer wall. When the old, unmaintained sewer wall was pelted by a barrage of bullets, there was so

against the back of

now when the others were caught off guard. She could either kill the two men or destroy the manhole to give Russell and the others a chance to survive.

at her

captive already. How dare you do this! Today I will…”

gun press harder against the back

man hurriedly intervened to pacify him. “Calm down. Mr. Strategist said, if

there, so what do we do

find another manhole?”

we don’t have a map! How are we

as if he wanted to kill

already know how tough you are, so you

fastened on Freya’s hands.

called back to report the situation.

a black car pulled up

watched impassively as the car door opened, and Jamie, still in his

colder

Freya and slapped her hard across the face.

you’re bolder than I thought!”

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

sure are you that I won’t

I die, your brother won’t live either,

a stormy cloud as previously suppressed wild, murderous rage surged out, forcing everyone around him to lower their heads

said before, there are

in the car, and instructing Monkey, who was

people! Kill them on sight. No need to bring them

into her throat.

If you have any issues,

cast a cold

you can get away with it so easily. If I don’t

the

villa, Jamie