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 crime

reached for his phone. “We better

dew and moisture, Inken’s body was damp as he glared in the direction the convoy

dead are coming back to life!” one of the boys exclaimed.

turned his attention to the youngsters in the pickup truck. “Mind your own business and leave this place,” he said with a cold, eerie tone.

hopped into the car and sped away.

take long for her to recall everything. She

colder. “First, wake everyone up. Frey has already been taken

go after them!”

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 or even abroad. He clenched his teeth, recalling her plea before

by the weight of the situation. He couldn’t help but acknowledge the exceptional hiding skills of Strategist and his team, evidenced by

wouldn’t have

for now,” Inken suggested. They split up, rousing everyone they had. brought along.

leg wounds had been treated and bandaged. He clenched his teeth. “Those people did

him and said, “They didn’t

couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape, yet the bandaged wounds on his legs seemed to taunt his helplessness.”

including Radley’s associates, then why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t reveal the book’s location? In that case, they should have used them

your hands like this. Don’t you want to avenge Eugene?”

our next move?” Michael asked, blood

he looked into the distance. “We need

Radley sat restlessly in a conference room, listening to executives reporting their work. After the meeting,