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—”

his gaze. “You’re a medical prodigy, and I won’t allow you to die

in his office. He was

next move? Should we go after that book, Mr.

replied coldly, “No, it’s a

previous attempt to acquire it nearly drove Falcon, their

it?” Monkey

it’s a trap, we must take the risk this time. They can’t deceive the auction company with a

“Should I arrange for your travel,

Moonblade handle it,” Jamie decided. After a brief pause, a mischievous grin crept across his face, “Tell her that if she manages to secure

nothing to secure the book,” Monkey said eagerly, trying to

nodded, his mind naturally wandering to Freya’s delicate yet surprisingly strong and resilient. demeanor. He always felt a

utility bill,” Monkey said, placing a stack of bills on the table.

bill, and he

entered the bathroom right on time. She pulled out the three batteries from Lucius’ watch from her

retrieve the “mobile phone” hidden in the ceiling, connecting the batteries. using wires. Sadly, the battery was nearly dead. Uncertain if Radley got her message, she hurriedly dialed his number on the chip. Seeing the light turn

“Radley-*

was kicked open. Jamie and Monkey stood in the doorway, their cold stares fixed on her and the circuit board in her

feet, attempting to flush the circuit board down the toilet, but Monkey swiftly kicked

board flew into the air

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

and asked, “Mr. Strategist, how should we deal with her?”

on the circuit board that had just turned off. “Freya, can you

said, “It’s a