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.

casually. The b*tch’s face disappeared,

a book that she had bought at an auction years ago. It was a traditional medicine book from ancient time

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

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

refined, many exquisite ancient formulas had been lost to

page and looked at the prescription.

pity that she lost her memory before she had a chance to

she was engrossed in reading, her phone

saw

to Azure Club

“Braxton won’t let me go out at night. If you want to

Does anyone go to Azure Club for breakfast?” Isabella’s voice rose. “Why is Braxton so controlling?

home for so

moment. Life is so bland if it continues like

me up. I’ll just sneak out

at home. She was as obedient as usual. Then she went to bed in the second-floor

for half a month. Sylvia and

Freya, dressed in a tight silk top with a waist-revealing design and a

successfully reached the ground and went out the back door. She took a taxi to the

the private room number easily and was shocked upon

middle of the sofa, with four men on each side.

all kinds of them, from younger men

but

do you dare to run away?”

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

like a bully. “If you run, I will call your brother and ask him to

room.”

to Isabella, holding a glass of juice. Her mouth slightly twitched.

“Miss, do you want a drink?”

a bad stomach recently, so I don’t

man blushed under the

so domineering and glamorous. He adored her

to have been triggered, pulling the collar of a dominant-like guy and appearing

and said, “Miss,

and she gritted her teeth. “I am the daughter of the Parker family. I am not

and tentatively asked, “Isabella,

her hand. “Who else? It’s

glass, spilling red wine all over Freya’s

she felt sticky all over. Freya got up to go to the bathroom to clean up.

so

walked to the bathroom door when she