My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 184 They Seem Like a Shrewd Bunch

Freya smiled and looked at Ernie, who was holding the black card. “However, I am the one who controls the card and knows the password. You can take the card back as a token of appreciation.”

A surge of anger rushed to Ernie’s chest when he understood what was going on.

Freya was humiliating him!

Freya then stood up, smiling. The three hundred billion dollars from the Marshall family still belongs to the Marshall family. The ten billion dollars you have is my service fee. After all, I went through considerable effort to earn the ten billion dollars.”

Ashley warned in a stern voice, “Frey! Stop it!”

She realized that Freya was trying to divert the hatred from the Marshall family. Freya probably thought that it would be better for Ernie to hate her than the Marshall family.

Ernie stared at Freya with bloodshot eyes. “You humiliated me and took my money! You’re just a young lady, you can’t take my money just like that. Give it back to me, or I will definitely kill you!”

Freya’s eyebrows rose. “So you do know that I’m humiliating you? But when it comes to humiliating people, it’s usually more fun to humiliate those who are tough. You’re a softie, though. How many times have you gotten on your knees? It’s an honor for you to be humiliated by me. I enjoy watching the play you put on when you get the card but not the money.”

Freya smirked, mocking. The change on both sides is indeed quite interesting.”

Driven crazy by the blatant provocation, Ernie howled and lunged at Freya.

Although four security guards managed to hold him back, he kept staring at Freya as if he wanted to remember her so that he could take revenge one day.

Freya sat back on the couch, tilting her head. “Uncle Noah, he broke into someone’s house and threatened to kill me. When the time comes, you can ask the lawyer how many years he can be sentenced.”

The police quickly arrived after that, and the mad Ernie was taken away.

With that, Noah sat in the room with a gloomy expression. Ashley, who was worried, looked at Freya with an angry and pained gaze. Why did you provoke him? Even if he wants to and can do something to the Marshall family, for you to make him hate you… Ha… And you’re pregnant!”

Freya smiled obediently like a lovable child. “Aunt Ashley, you scared me when you scolded me just now,”

Ashley was both angry and amused. Feeling touched, she turned to seek help. “Sylvia, won’t you look at what Frey did!”

Sylvia sighed. “I can’t control her either. That’s just how she is. But don’t worry; we will leave Vroria

tomorrow.

Noah had been silent all along.

watching the show, she held her

in a deep voice, “It seems that we need to find a way to let Ernie come

Like a Shrewd

anything, which meant

Ashley nodded.

ensure Freya’s safety and let the people in Vroria see the consequences of the Porter family harming

The next day.

were sent to the airport by the

“Frey, tell me what you want to eat,

from Vroria to Caltun by plane. How can you

will have your uncle find a chef and ingredients

in her chest. After hugging the family members one by one,

plane and set foot on

been away for a week, but Sylvia had been

“I’m home.”

“Mom, Grandma’s place is

both homes. Sylvia put on a smile as

up. He had a joyful expression on

her lips upturned,

chuckled, “Mom, Ayden is almost 30 years old. How can he

and looked him up and down. “Then you must have lost weight.

his parents at

live with the Kaufmann family, he still regarded Sylvia as his mother.

get in

the car, Freya asked curiously, “Ayden, why didn’t Brax come

has been dealing with piled-up business in

he returned the day before yesterday. He has an important meeting with the Hood Group

Freya pursed her lips.

brother had been dealing with work in the company since he returned, which meant that he didn’t

However, she

only said that Isabella had been staying in Parker

feeling worried that something

to Kaufmann Residence, Freya

then took out a

that nothing was missing, and that there were no additional surveillance