My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

“Freya!” Helga roared.

Freya crouched down with a smile and said. “Are you about to say again that I will ruin my reputation?”

She leaned closer to Helga, lowering her voice, “Let’s not even mention the fact that you can’t do it, Helga. but even if you can, you’re just a small fish in a massive pond. Do you dare to go against the Kaufmann family, the Monaghan family, or the Marshall family?”

Helga shuddered all over and stared at Freya in shock.

Those who treat others like dogs will also be treated like dogs by those above them. Will Darrin really go against all these families for your sake?” Freya murmured softly, raising Helga’s chin gently with at seemingly gentle tone, but her eyes were grim and chilling. “I can make you disappear without a trace, or you might wake up tomorrow morning to find yourself in a hut in Oclea working as a prostitute. Would you like to give it a try?”

“Y-You’re insane! You’re a devil, Freya, you’re a devil!” Helga screamed as she felt waves of terror creeping down her spine.

This was not the Freya she knew, absolutely not the same Freya!

During their time on the show, Freya, although a bit aloof, had actually helped everyone. Later, she even

freed Leah from her control. Helga had always thought of Freya as a doormat.

If Freya were not born into the Kaufmann family, not their heiress, a trash of such good looks would probably be dead in some remote ditch by now. But now, Helga, staring at Freya’s tempting lips, found her even more terrifying and beautiful.

Freya watched as Helga’s snot ran down her face, and she quickly released Helga’s chin. It was too close for comfort.

She gazed at Helga with a sinister smile, realizing how easily she could scare her. Freya was a legal citizen, but it seemed Helga had an exaggerated view of the power of aristocrats and believed anything she said.

Freya got up and walked toward the door. When she reached the door, she opened it swiftly, coming face- to-face with a young female reporter, who immediately turned to run.

Freya grabbed the back of the reporter’s collar in time and took a gander at her intern badge. She smirked. in response.

reporter stammered,

smiled. “I won’t take your phone,

heard the commotion from outside and turned her

and said, “I noticed you were watching me and Helga in the hall. You have quite

listened to the whole conversation and, too, believed that Helga was the villain. Coupled with her admiration for Freya, the young reporter agreed readily. “It’s cool. I’ll give you my phone. You can return

she adjusted the volume, ensuring it wouldn’t be captured in

section where she had threatened

to leave but paused for a moment. “Which media company are you

“Unity Media.”

“Are you interested in joining Summerzone?”

company the reporter was currently interning with. Besides, her idols, Aya Cole and Ryan

Freya added, “You can also consider Star Media. It’s under

join Summerzone Entertainment!” The young reporter cagerly nodded.

Unity anymore. I worry you’ll face

the room only to meet Helga’s resentful gaze, startling her. She finally realized why Freya

her hands,

made a final suggestion, “Since it’s a scoop you discovered on your own,

copy from the reporter, just as a

the young

slaps had been numerous and forceful, making her head spin,

“M-Mr. Donnelly!”

had been waiting on the side. She greeted him with a smile and waved her phone, saying,

hint of a smile in his eyes,

to leave, Darrin

a while before the banquet ends,” Darrin said, glancing at

with a figure like the Kardashians. That said, her facial features were to his liking. Unfortunately, he couldn’t afford