Chapter 73 She Must Have Misunderstood

When Freya was treating her puffy eyes, her phone rang several times.

She picked it up and saw that several people had sent her messages.

Matthew wrote, ‘Kittie, I didn’t know you have this skill?

She looked at the picture, which was her work permit at the funeral home.

She then typed, ‘Are you secretly investigating me?’

He replied, ‘No, I saved it from the Internet. Don’t accuse me!”

She couldn’t be bothered by him and opened Edward’s message.

Edward wrote, “Freya! Someone has exposed your profession online and is slandering you!”

Freya raised her eyebrows slightly. She had expected this to happen.

Isabella’s messages were more straightforward, with more than ten lengthy voice messages in a row.

Freya opened one and heard Isabella’s fierce cursing. Those idiots who curse you, I will-”

She silently closed her phone and had an idea what was going on.

She opened Twitter and saw the trending topic.

After scrolling through several posts, she found that all recent posts had traces of Edward fighting alone.

As Freya’s assistant, he had been certified as the assistant of DiligentFrey when he helped Freya post videos on Twitter. He was attacked by a group of people and fought back one by one, but he was still pitifully overpowered.

Freya laughed. She felt grateful and distressed at the same time.

She continued scrolling and saw someone saying that she taught people how to do corpse makeup and might be involved in witchcraft and curses, among other things.

There were even people who had fabricated private chat records, saying that she had asked fans for their birthdates.

As the situation developed in an absurd direction, she was thinking about whether to explain it.

She refreshed the page, and a new tweet topped the trending topic. It was from Radley.

Freya widened her eyes.

-Radley tweeted, ‘Mortician, a lonely and great profession.

There were some pictures attached below, which were all about this profession. It allowed people to have at clearer understanding of it.

His post was not only detailed but also about the purpose of this profession.

of dignity and allow

family member one last time

a mortician were mostly people who had died in accidents, and some even had broken limbs and were transported in several pieces.

one could accept it when the deceased’s parents and lovers saw such scenes.

Radley to have such

page again, and another tweet popped up.

‘Instead of saying that Freya is a mortician who does makeup tutorials, why can’t we say that she is an excellent makeup artist doing makeup for the deceased? Doesn’t putting it this way make

is great. Please don’t insult this profession. Rumors stop with

who were close to the Monaghan

was a bigwig in the entertainment industry, and for a while, many celebrities followed suit and

She, as the person involved, hadn’t said much, but the trend on the

had gone silent. Some had come

was still a small number of people arguing logically.

but I still think it’s ominous. Anyway, I have unfollowed

she is a mortician when she is doing beauty and health tutorials. After all, she’s putting makeup on

ominous can

Twitter account, Freya thought

unexpectedly spoke up

Radley’s Twitter and found that it was his

Joint Department today, and how impatiently she

his Twitter account.

long after, Radley followed

herself a cup of coffee while comforting herself that it was a way of returning the

him in the

was slightly ajar, and she knocked on the door.

stood at the door while holding a cup

looked up. “Hey, What’s up?”

you a cup of coffee.

desk and placed the

stared at the cup and

on his screen and her

+5 Bonus

tied up with ropes, and their

was a tagline. ‘Choose tools

row of

Freya was speechless.

that popped up on his computer, he fell silent.

It’s not that strange. I’ll see myself out.” She

was researching the profession of morticians,

and if one listened carefully, one

I understand. Freya was

as she had amnesia and didn’t know how she

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