My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 192

Chapter 192 The Drunkard’s Intentions Lie Not in the Wine

Radley took the phone back from Hannah’s hand.

Recently, his relationship with Freya had grown much closer, which should have been a good thing. However, as they grew closer, Radley found that his once strong self–control was starting to waver.

He wanted to be a part of her life and openly become the man standing by her side.

Hannah felt a bit aggrieved.

But looking at her brother, she dared not say anything more.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Radley typed on the screen, ‘It was Hannah fooling around just now. Sorry.’

Hannah innocently took the blame.

The next day, Freya got up early, said goodbye to Slyvia after breakfast, and hurriedly drove to West Geft Joint Department.

She wanted to learn several things, mainly related to mortise and tenon structures.

Freya was curious if she could convince, Brandon and his wife to stay in Caltun.

While Brandon was still there, she could learn something with his supervision.

Freya was full of enthusiasm for learning.

But a certain middle–aged man’s enthusiasm for work was clearly not enough.

Freya arrived at Brandon’s office early in the morning and waited until ten o’clock.

Only then did Brandon saunter in with a small cloth bag.

Freya hesitated to speak.

“Mr. Lane, you’re here quite early.”

Brandon chuckled, glancing at the busy scene in the outer office.

“I have nothing else to do.”

Then, he looked somewhat like a master, glancing at Freya. “So, are you my disciple or my boss now?”

Freya chuckled at the slip. “I guess I was a bit careless there. Of course, you’re my master.”

She went to the side and placed the tea she had prepared in front of Brandon.

are the master, and

thick book on mortise and tenon

as she worked on various small mortise and

need to be steady when making these things. Only then can the parts fit seamlessly. But

you handled the small wood quite well earlier.”

Freya smiled.

surgeon, her hands were definitely steady.

parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was

watched her with

did not speak when Freya made

not assemble the small stool did he take some pleasure

the hole

and said, “Then why didn’t you say anything

if you did

chatted, the

the door, holding a tablet in his

“Radley, you’re here.”

meaningfully and shifted his gaze from

“Mr. Lane, your gaze is a

“Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project

an eyebrow slightly. “Learn from me? If you want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites

not a

to the tea table, picked up a cup of tea, and placed it in

the teacup with disdain.

brows and eyes glanced imperceptibly at Freya beside him.

Brandon sighed softly.

respects, he would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for the sake of tenon–mortise but for

husband of his apprentice. Brandon casually

to

“Let

voice was calm. “Let me take a look

!

a long table, but it was not

from Freya and picked up the tablet to look at the business affairs while his subordinates handled the

Freya concentrating on various pieces of

immersed in her work with the wooden

watch her without fear

lunch was delivered from Smalzot

Brandon’s office, and the three

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