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

phone. “We better call the police.” Just as he finished speaking, he noticed a figure trembling

damp as he glared in the direction the convoy had

coming back to life!” one of

“Mind your own business and leave

hopped into the

take long for her to recall everything. She

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

need to go after them!” she

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 she left, waiting

help but acknowledge 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.

me, those people wouldn’t have taken Freya. They used me as bait.

for now,” Inken suggested. They split up, rousing everyone they had. brought along. He knew the effects of the enemy’s drugged bullets should

he noticed his leg wounds had been treated and bandaged. He clenched his teeth. “Those people did this intentionally. Why didn’t they just kill us?”

turned to him and said, “They didn’t dare to.”

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

people, including Radley’s associates, then why spare their lives?

urging, “Don’t destroy your hands like this. Don’t you want to avenge Eugene?”

move?” Michael asked, blood dripping from his

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 the meeting,