My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 218 Wren’s stern voice cut through the air.

“Enough!”

Freya froze, her defiance retreating as quickly as it had appeared.

In her eagerness to outmaneuver Elizabeth, she’d forgotten one crucial fact—Wren wasn’t someone you crossed lightly.

As a distant relative of the James family, Freya knew her place and wasn’t in a position to reprimand Wren’s granddaughter-in-law.

The mood of the crowd shifted; their previous whispers about Elizabeth turned into quiet critiques of the Myers family.

Remarks about their struggling business and Freya’s lack of decorum fluttered through the air like leaves caught in an unforgiving wind.

Freya felt the sting of their judgment.

She glanced around, searching for support, her eyes landing on Lily.

elsewhere, drawn to Albin, who was tapping away on his

in, and she sensed an opportunity slipping

and Elizabeth flanked Wren, guiding her gracefully toward the villa, Freya’s gaze lingered on Elizabeth’s retreating figure, venom

hesitated, then steeled herself, turning toward

honey as she called

Albin took an exaggerated step

eyes met hers, he relaxed, letting out

gave me a heart attack sneaking up like

you, a

off

she not

she decided to let it

rare opportunity to get closer to Albin, and

with forced patience, “Who

glanced at his phone, a quirky profile