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?”

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car, surveyed the area, and reached for his phone. “We better call the police.” Just as he finished speaking, he noticed a figure trembling

a night of exposure to dew and moisture, Inken’s body was damp as he glared in the direction the convoy had departed. After

dead are coming back to life!”

youngsters in the pickup truck. “Mind your own business and leave this place,” he

hopped into the

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

colder. “First, wake everyone up.

need to go after them!”

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

rescue Freya,” he said, burdened by the weight of the situation. He couldn’t 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

turned red. “If it weren’t for me, those people wouldn’t have taken Freya. They used me as bait. I’m going after Strategist myself.

split up, rousing everyone they had. brought along. He knew the effects of the enemy’s drugged bullets should be wearing

bandaged. He clenched his teeth. “Those people did this intentionally. Why didn’t

said, “They didn’t dare

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

then why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t reveal

urging, “Don’t destroy your hands

our next move?” Michael asked, blood dripping from his

looked into the distance. “We need to gather all our manpower and resources.

sat restlessly in a conference room, listening to executives reporting their work.