My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

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 mutilated.

In these situations, these skills would come 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 account.

Recently, she registered several short video accounts, where she shared makeup tutorials and occasional 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 makeup comparisons, they blew up. The platform 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 MCN companies who then contacted her privately.

Freya read through the comments 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 Cinderella while holding a small white rabbit, and swaying around.

At first glance, 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 the comment section to take a look. Most of the comments 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?”

Occasionally, some rational fans said that Danna was already very beautiful and didn’t need excessive airbrushing, but these comments were met with hundreds of replies scolding them.

b*tch’s face disappeared, and her mood finally eased a

at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine

she bought this book, it was sold as an antique at the auction, but she saw its

most prosperous period of traditional medicine development, and even the founder of the era had some

was also very refined, many exquisite ancient

a page and

her memory before she had a

she was engrossed

it up and saw that it

come to Azure Club tonight to

out at night. If you want to make plans

Club for breakfast?” Isabella’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton

so many days and had rested enough.

a moment. Life is so bland if it continues like this. She

but don’t come to pick me up. I’ll just sneak out to meet

brother at home. She

well-behaved for half a

top with a waist-revealing design and a short skirt, threw a rope ladder from the second

back door. She took a

the private room number easily and

with four men on each side. Eight handsome men looked at her as soon as she entered the room.

of them, from younger men to older

and wanted to leave, but

dare to

lips slightly raised, and a sense of oppression flowed out. “Why wouldn’t

run, I will call your brother and ask him to check if you’re in

room.”

hour later, Freya sat next to Isabella, holding a

young man came over. “Miss, do

him. “I have had a

blushed under the fierce glare

so domineering and glamorous. He adored her

been triggered, pulling the collar of a dominant-like guy and appearing to be drunk.

his composure and said, “Miss, I don’t despise

eyes were blurred and she gritted her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I

tentatively asked, “Isabella, who are you talking

her hand. “Who else? It’s

her wine glass, spilling red

was wet from alcohol, and she felt sticky all over.

faucet in the private room bathroom was broken, so Freya went to a public bathroom in

walked to the bathroom door when she saw the young man following her.