No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 18 Ex-wife Living Lavishly

After finishing recording the video, Freya taught her followers how to remove makeup effortlessly.

These skills were actually necessary for her since she worked as a mortician.

Normally, makeup was all that was needed for the deceased, but in some special cases, the body could be mutilated.

In these situations, these skills would come in handy to restore the body.

Sometimes, the makeup skills of a mortician were even better than those of a professional makeup artist.

After finishing everything. Freya uploaded the video to her account.

Recently, she registered several short video accounts, where she shared makeup tutorials and occasional health knowledge.

Freya’s idea was simple. She wanted to give a good name to the lonely profession of a mortician, and the first thing to do was to expand her influence.

After uploading the video, she sat on the couch and fiddled with her phone.

Although it had only been a little over ten days, because the videos she had posted earlier had extreme before-and-after makeup comparisons, they blew up. The platform had been promoting her as well, so she had already gained tens of thousands of followers.

This speed of follower growth attracted the attention of many MCN companies who then contacted her privately.

Freya read through the comments on her previous videos and answered any questions she was interested in.

After finishing, she slid her finger and scrolled to the next video.

A video of a woman putting on makeup and transforming appeared, and when Freya saw the woman’s face, her expression immediately darkened.

“Why is this b*tch everywhere?”

On the screen, Danna was wearing a fairy-like high-end dress, with a full face of makeup and special effects, imitating Cinderella while holding a small white rabbit, and swaying around.

At first glance, the soft and delicate special effects made it almost impossible to see her face clearly.

Freya felt disgusted as she watched the video. She opened the comment section to take a look. Most of the comments were praising Danna.

Danna, I’ll always support you!”

“Danna is forever a goddess. When are you taking on a new role in a new TV show?”

Occasionally, some rational fans said that Danna was already very beautiful and didn’t need excessive airbrushing, but these comments were met with hundreds of replies scolding them.

away casually. The b*tch’s face disappeared,

that she had bought at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine book from ancient time called “The Compendium of Medical

sold as an antique at the auction,

and even the founder

very refined, many exquisite

turned a page and looked at

was a pity that she lost her memory before she had a

her chin. When she was engrossed in reading, her phone

saw

Club tonight to

want to make plans with me now,

Azure Club for breakfast?” Isabella’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton so controlling? Don’t mind him.

for so many days and had rested

thought for a moment. Life is so bland if it continues like this.

don’t come to pick me up. I’ll just sneak out to

home. She was as obedient as usual. Then she went to bed in the

a

with a waist-revealing design and a short skirt, threw a rope ladder from the second floor and climbed

and went out the back door. She took a taxi to the Azure Club, afraid of

the Azure Club, Freya found the private

the middle of the sofa, with four men on each side. Eight handsome men looked at her as soon as she entered the

all kinds of them, from younger men to older men.

leave, but was stopped by Isabella holding

you dare to

and a sense of oppression

I will call your brother and

room.”

to Isabella, holding a glass

“Miss, do you

a bad stomach recently, so I don’t

the fierce glare from

so domineering and glamorous. He adored her

guy and appearing

couldn’t maintain his composure and said, “Miss, I don’t despise

gritted her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I am not some lowly woman. Why

to some clues and tentatively asked, “Isabella, who are you talking about?”

“Who else?

wine glass, spilling red wine all over Freya’s top.

wet from alcohol, and she felt sticky all over. Freya got up to go to the bathroom to