My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya paused momentarily, then advised, “Brisa, you can melt the chocolate by heating it in a bowl over simmering water. If that doesn’t work, ask the chef for a sous-vide cooker. You might have one at home, especially since you often whip up delicious desserts.”

Brisa remained silent, a hint of stubbornness in her expression.

Freya continued, “By the way, when you melt it over simmering water, ensure the water doesn’t get too hot. Around 140 degrees Fahrenheit should do the trick!”

Only then did Brisa look at Freya and ask, “Do you know how?”

A sly grin appeared on Freya’s face. “My culinary talents are on par with my medical knowledge, but I don’t always flaunt them.”

While these statements might sound like boasting when uttered by others, her confidence was well- founded, as she had the skills to match her claims.

After some contemplation, Brisa finally relented, saying, “Okay, please teach me.”

Freya nodded in response. “Have you tried looking up any online tutorials for this?”

“I did ask Inken, and he suggested melting the chocolate, baking cookies, and drizzling the melted chocolate on top.”

After hearing the straightforward approach, Freya couldn’t help but narrow her eyes as she asked, “I’d be happy to show you, but first, you’ll have to tell me who these chocolate cookies are intended for.”

Brisa’s face reddened slightly, and she bashfully tapped the nearby kitchen counter. “It’s for that guy, the one beside Radley.”

“Connor West?” Freya’s eyes widened, and she furrowed her brow, fixing her gaze on Brisa. “You’ve been going out quite frequently lately. Are you seeing him?”

Brisa gritted her teeth and said, “I’ve already told you, so don’t worry about it so much!”

Freya sighed and accompanied her to the grocery store to buy the necessary ingredients. As they shopped, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat bewildered by Brisa’s seriousness.

the ministers in Capitael. While she cherished her freedom, her father’s strict reputation loomed over her. Freya sensed that

with Brisa. At noon, Brisa finally baked

Isabella, who seemed surprised. “Are these cookies?”

course, what else should they look like

he wouldn’t be returning for lunch. Isabella answered the call, assuring him, “Okay, honey. I’ll

Isabella’s

Braxton, “Don’t forget what I told you on WhatsApp. Danna, that b*tch is back and instigating

chuckled on

Sylvia also joined them downstairs for

they wrapped up the meal, Freya announced her plan

eating? Be careful not to

be postponed due to Brisa’s matter taking up her time. Since tomorrow was Sunday, she could catch up with

a quick wash, Freya was just about to nap when her phone rang. She picked it up, a hint of surprise in her

the

had stopped addressing her as “Miss Freya,” which was unusual. “What’s wrong. Hannah? Is there something going

for so long. Tell me

to her about this matter. However, if she didn’t do this, Hannah would never be able to get rid of

briefly while Hannah’s anger mounted on the other end of the line. “Hannah, why did you lie to me, especially when I trusted you so much? Do

sighed, saying, “Hannah, I had

a fool! I’ve heard rumors that the Kaufmann Group’s finances are perfectly

and asked, “Who told you that?” She knew Hannah’s knowledge of the Kaufmann Group’s financial health was limited because she rarely paid attention to such matters. It seemed unlikely

on an edge. “It’s Melodie, or should I say,

must stay away from her. You know what kind

right; she’s not a good person,” Hannah admitted. “But what about you? Why did you lie to

deep breath, unsure whether to reveal the truth to Hannah. She feared Hannah’s rebellious. nature might resurface. Yet, Hannah’s determination to be with Baxter outweighed