My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities
Chatper 437
Chapter 437 Trying to Risk Their Life?
Freya wore an expression of wistfulness as she spoke. However, she realized that the ambiance at the dining table was rather awry.
She glanced at Sylvia, who remained silent with a sly smile in her eyes.
Braxton sneered. “That’s it. Falling for someone just because of a life-saving favor….”
Freya coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment.
Isabella narrowed her eyes and gave Braxton a disdainful look. “Haha.”
After breakfast, Radley’s car had also arrived. He entered the Kaufmann Residence and greeted Sylvia in at respectful manner before taking Freya out.
As they left, Braxton shouted from behind, “You must be back home before 9 p.m.!”
Freya fell silent. She felt like she was now under even stricter supervision.
On the way to the Monaghan’s mansion, Freya leaned on Radley’s shoulder. He was holding a document in his hand and reading it.
She glanced at it and asked, “Is that Baxter’s information?”
“Yes. It contains some information about his time in prison. Connor has investigated a few of his cellmates, and here’s a comprehensive evaluation,” Radley replied.
Freya took a look at the document. Overall, Rosie’s judgment was correct; Baxter was indeed not a good
person.
The two instances of theft were not driven by poverty or the desire to go to school. He had dropped out of school long ago and used the stolen money to buy a mobile phone.
Upon looking at his past history, Freya felt a bit dizzy. It was found that most of his ex-girlfriends were hostesses from nightclubs..
She grew angrier the more she read. “Hannah is going beyond being naive!”
As for the molestation, he was caught in the act on the subway. He wouldn’t have been imprisoned if he hadn’t been so arrogant and fought back when apprehended, as it resulted in charges of intentional. assault.
Freya asked in frustration, “Has Hannah seen this information?”
Radley’s eyes turned cold. “No. She won’t believe it even if she has seen this.”
Whether she would
at the Monaghan’s mansion. After greeting Rosie and
Freya then sat on the
her face. She
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endearing no matter how
from Cress Mountain. I’ll have it packed for you when you leave the evening party so
“Okay.
her form of address. However, she was preoccupied with Hannah’s situation. She didn’t
in the backyard. Several servants then assisted
clock on the wall. “It’s eleven o’clock.”
it was customary to arrive early when meeting one’s parents. Is he
was hungry at
was some commotion at the door. Freya immediately stood up and walked toward the
door
the door, there was a parked motorcycle. The man riding it had shoulder-length blond hair tied behind his head. He had a
he did after getting off the motorcycle was to observe the Monaghan’s mansion. Then, he turned
said, “He rode a motorcycle with Hannah without wearing a
he trying to risk
to be excited as she held Baxter’s
a smile, displaying a very affectionate demeanor.
Freya with a smile. “This is the
stared at Freya for three seconds and smiled. “Hello, Miss
way his gaze seemed to linger, as if it had a tangible. clingy
said, “You and Hannah haven’t gotten married yet. You can just call me by my name.”
He didn’t seem to match up to
a sly smile, he responded, “Okay, Freya.”
Radley’s cold eyes twitched
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of Radley. She was also afraid that he would scare Baxter away.
the next second.
cold expression, “How old are you,
from what he usually saw in financial news interviews. In the news, the president of the Monaghan Group always came across as distant, elegant, and courteous. However, he could feel that the gaze of the person in
smiled awkwardly as he
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