My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 219 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.

Albin, who was tapping away on his phone

in, and she sensed an opportunity

the villa, Freya’s gaze lingered on Elizabeth’s retreating figure, venom

steeled

voice became sweet as honey

an exaggerated step

eyes met hers, he relaxed, letting out a dramatic sigh as he patted his

so silently—you nearly gave me a heart attack sneaking up like

you,

caught off guard by

Was she not

she decided to let it

to Albin, and she wasn’t about to waste

asked with forced patience, “Who

phone, a quirky profile picture making him smile

casual flick, he replied, “Just one of my