Chapter 18
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 mutted.
In these situations, these skills woulde 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 ount.
Recently, she registered several short video ounts, where she shared makeup tutorials and
asional 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 makeupparisons, they blew up. The tform 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 MCNpanies who then contacted her
privately.
Freya read through thements 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 Cindere while holding a small white rabbit, and swaying around.
At first nce, 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 thement section to take a look. Most
of thements 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?”
asionally, some rational fans said that Danna was already very beautiful and didn’t need excessive
airbrushing, but thesements were met with hundreds of replies scolding them.
She scrolled the video away casually. The b*tch’s face disappeared, and her mood finally eased a bit.
In the afternoon, Freya sat on the couch, holding a book that she had bought at an auction years ago. It
was a traditional medicine book from ancient time called “The Compendium of Medical Wisdom”.
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When she bought this book, it was sold as an antique at the auction, but she saw its medical value.
That era was the most prosperous period of traditional medicine development, and even the founder of
the era had some medical knowledge.
Although modern medicine was also very refined, many exquisite ancient forms had been lost to
history.
Freya turned a page and looked at the prescription.
It was a pity that she lost her memory before she had a chance to read it.
Freya propped up her chin. When she was engrossed in reading, her phone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was Isabe calling.
“Freya,e to Azure Club tonight to work.”
Ereyazily replied, “Braxton won’t let me go out at night. If you want to make ns with me now, we
have to make it in the morning.”
“In the morning? Does anyone go to Azure Club for breakfast?” Isabe’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton
so controlling? Don’t mind him. I’lle pick you up tonight.”
Freya had been at home for so many days and had rested enough.
She thought for a moment. Life is so nd if it continues like this. She needed some nightlife.
“Okay, but don’te to pick me up. I’ll just sneak out to meet you”
At eight-thirty in the evening. Freya had dinner with her mother and brother at home. She was as
obedient as usual. Then she went to bed in the second-floor bedroom.
After all, she had been well-behaved for half a month. Sylvia and Braxton didn’t notice anything wrong.
At 9 p.m., Freya, dressed in a tight silk top with a waist-revealing design and a short skirt, threw a rope
ladder from the second floor and climbed down smoothly.
She sessfully reached the ground and went out the back door. She took a taxi to the Azure Club,
afraid of rming her family.
Once inside the Azure Club, Freya found the private room number easily and was shocked upon
entering.
Isabe was sitting in the middle of the sofa, with four men on each side. Eight handsome men looked
at her as soon as she entered the room.
There were all kinds of them, from younger men to older men.
Freya turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Isabe holding a microphone.
“Hey, do you dare to run away?”
Freya stopped. Her red lips slightly raised, and a sense of oppression flowed out. “Why wouldn’t I?”
Isabeughed like a bully. “If you run, I will call your brother and ask him to check if you’re in your
room.”
Half an hourter, Freya sat next to Isabe, holding a ss of juice. Her mouth slightly twitched.
A young man came over. “Miss, do you want a drink?”
Freya nced at him. “I have had a bad stomach recently, so I don’t drink.”
The young man blushed under the fierce re from Freya.
Thedy was so domineering and morous. He adored her so much!
Isabe seemed to have been triggered, pulling the cor of a dominant-like guy and appearing to be
drunk. “Tell me. Why do you despise me?”
The dominant-like guy couldn’t maintain hisposure and said, “Miss, I don’t despise you.”
Isabe’s eyes were blurred and she gritted her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I am not
some lowly woman. Why do you…”
Freya listened to some clues and tentatively asked, “Isabe, who are you talking about?”
Isabe waved her hand. “Who else? It’s that-
She swung her wine ss, spilling red wine all over Freya’s top.
Freya’s velvet top was wet from alcohol, and she felt sticky all over. Freya got up to go to the bathroom
to clean up.
The faucet in the private room bathroom was broken, so Freya went to a public bathroom in the
hallway.
She had just walked to the bathroom door when she saw the young man following her.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to help you,” said the young man with a sincere expression, and his face was blushing
slightly.
Freya didn’t think he had any malicious intentions. She looked him up and down.
“Can you lend me your jacket?”
The young man blushed and nodded his head vigorously. “Sure, as long as you don’t mind…”
Freya took the young man’s jacket and went into the bathroom. She was wearing a camisole
underneath. and luckily it wasn’t too wet. She threw the velvet top in the trash can and put on the
young man’s jacket.
When she came out, the young man approached her with small steps. “Miss, you look so pretty in this
jacket.”
Freya smiled. Although she didn’te to the club often, she had seen some escorts with her
girlfriends before but never saw one as innocent as this young guy.
With a yful thought in her mind, Freya patted the young man’s shoulder. “How can you be in this
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business when you’re so pure?”
Before the young man could reply, a cold and stern voice rang out.
“Freya!”
Freya’s hand was still on the shoulder of the young man when she turned her head and saw Radley
walking towards them from not far away.
Gosh, I am really unlucky!
Why do I keep running into this sc*mbag wherever I go?
Radley came to talk about business. He had originally nned toe out to take a break. But as
soon as he came out, he saw a woman with a hot figure pulling a male escort out of the restroom not
far away.
The woman was even wearing a man’s jacket.
This kind of thing wasmon in the club. What else could guests do when they brought male or
female escorts to the restroom?
When the woman’s voice came through saying, “How can you be in this business when you’re so
pure?”, Radley’s mind was struck by lightning.
It’s Freya?
Radley suppressed his anger. A hint of sarcasm appeared on his cold and stern face.
“What are you doing here?”