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.

b*tch’s face disappeared, and her mood finally eased

had bought at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine book from ancient

an antique

of traditional medicine development, and even the founder of the

very refined, many exquisite ancient formulas

turned a page and looked at the prescription.

lost her memory before she

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

up and saw that

come to Azure Club

to make plans with me now, we have to make it in

Does anyone go to Azure Club for breakfast?” Isabella’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton so controlling?

had been at home for so many days and had

if it continues like this. She needed some

don’t come to pick me up. I’ll just

She was as obedient as

a month. Sylvia and Braxton didn’t notice

silk top with a waist-revealing design and a short

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

found the private room

with four men on each side. Eight handsome men looked at her as soon as she entered

were all kinds of them, from

and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Isabella holding a

you dare

stopped. Her red lips slightly raised, and a sense of oppression flowed out. “Why wouldn’t I?”

call your brother and ask him to check if you’re in

room.”

later, Freya sat next to Isabella, holding a glass of juice. Her mouth slightly twitched.

young man came over. “Miss, do you

at him. “I have had a bad stomach

man blushed under the fierce glare from Freya.

so domineering and glamorous. He adored her so

of a dominant-like guy and appearing to

his composure and said,

daughter of the Parker family. I

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

waved her hand. “Who else?

spilling red wine all

she felt sticky all over. Freya