My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya returned to her office after visiting Edward’s room, sinking into her chair with a whirlpool of thoughts in her mind.

Russell approached her, saying, “Miss Kaufmann, it’s time for a break. You should head to your room and rest. You seem tired today.”

She nodded, feeling the frustration of the day weighing on her. Most of the medical equipment relied on electricity, and the few electronic components she had acquired the day before came from the only available machine. Hence, her plan of contacting Radley today seemed impossible.

Lucius said, “Miss Kaufmann, I’m leaving as well.”

Just as Freya was about to bid him farewell, her eyes locked onto the electronic watch on his wrist. She quickly said, “I’ll walk with you. We can discuss the patient’s condition, and I need to brief you on tomorrow’s medication.”

Their rooms were on the villa’s second floor. As they climbed the spiral staircase, she noticed the absence of surveillance cameras. So, she discreetly reached out and grabbed Lucius’ hand.

He was taken aback and asked, “Miss Kaufmann, what’s wrong?”

She whispered, “Give me your watch.”

Lucius stared at Freya, his brow furrowed with confusion, but he did as she asked. He took off his electronic watch and handed it over.

“Do you like this watch. Miss Kaufmann?” he inquired.

She shook her head and whispered, “Wait. She quickly opened the back of the watch, removed three button batteries, and returned it to him, cautioning, “Keep this between us.”

Lucius put the watch back on, feeling a strange sense of urgency. He deduced that Freya must be planning something, as she had taken the electronic components discreetly and hid her actions from the kidnapper.

“What are you—”

gaze. “You’re a medical prodigy, and

of the villa, Jamie sat in his office. He was visibly frustrated and rubbing

next move? Should we go

“No, it’s a

closely watching a book, which had now surfaced at an auction. The previous attempt to acquire it nearly drove Falcon, their leader. to madness. Unfortunately, this golden opportunity coincided with

giving up on it?” Monkey inquired cautiously, unsure of Jamie’s intentions.

determined look. “Even if it’s a trap, we must

“Should I arrange for your travel, or will

handle it,” Jamie decided. After a brief pause, a mischievous grin crept across his face,

that. I bet Moonblade will stop at nothing to secure the book,” Monkey

to Freya’s delicate yet surprisingly strong and resilient.

Monkey said, placing a stack

fell upon the bill, and

o’clock at night, Freya entered the bathroom right on time. She pulled out the three batteries

“mobile phone” hidden in the ceiling, connecting the batteries. using wires. Sadly, the battery was nearly dead. Uncertain if Radley got her

“Radley-*

in the doorway, their cold stares fixed on

to flush the circuit board down

flew into the air and crashed to

the board. “Freya, I’ve clearly underestimated you. Despite

and asked, “Mr. Strategist,

that had just turned off. “Freya, can you explain this, or should I

her fists, knowing Jamie’s reputation for making people pay for silence. She steadied herself and said, “It’s a basic communication system. I took apart some electronics