My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Moonblade felt a deep pang of sadness, as though the man she idolized had completely ignored her.

However, Jamie noticed her gaze and smirked without saying anything.

Soon, their convoy in a grand departure.

On a quiet country road, dozens of people lay scattered about. This village had received official approval for reconstruction, and its residents had been relocated to a distant town. In the dead of night, the road was deserted, with only moonlight illuminating the figures on the ground.

At dawn, a pickup truck appeared on the road, carrying several young people who chatted and laughed.

“This camping trip is gonna be a blast. I heard there might be wolves up in Mount Lanpo by the river. Can’t wait to find out,” the girl in the backseat giggled.

As they chatted, the car suddenly stopped.

“What’s going on?” someone asked.

The young man at the wheel panicked and pointed ahead. Only then did everyone notice a dozen cars. parked on the road.

Even more horrifying, next to these cars were dozens of bodies scattered on the ground. The scene was spine-chilling on this remote country road.

“What the heck is happening?”

“Should we call the police?”

stumble upon a

of the boys calmed down, stepped out of the car, surveyed the area, and reached for his phone. “We better call the police.” Just as he finished speaking,

to dew and moisture, Inken’s body was damp as he glared in the direction the convoy had departed. After a moment, he nudged Brisa

the dead are coming back to life!” one of the

youngsters in the pickup truck. “Mind your own business

the car and sped

it didn’t take long for her to recall everything. She

up. Frey has

need to go after them!” she replied

hours ago.” He knew those people could have easily arranged for transportation, maybe even a helicopter. Several hours were enough for them to take Freya to Florin

the exceptional hiding skills of Strategist and his team, evidenced by their unnoticed stay in Caltun. Unfortunately, they had taken Freya, and the search area had expanded. The challenge had

wouldn’t have taken Freya. They used me as

everyone they had. brought along. He

bandaged. He clenched his teeth.

turned to him and said,

couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape, yet the

tranquilizer bullets to delay them and prevent them from contacting more people, including Radley’s associates, then why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t reveal the book’s location? In

Michael up, urging, “Don’t destroy your hands like

next move?” Michael asked, blood dripping from his

face turned cold as he looked into the distance. “We need to gather all our manpower and

o’clock in the morning. Radley sat restlessly in a conference room, listening to executives reporting their work. After