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.

and your word

mortise and

watched as she worked on various small mortise and tenon

hands need to be steady when making these things. Only then can the

you handled the small wood quite well earlier.”

Freya smiled.

hands

already learned these basic skills in other areas. After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to assemble a

watched her with a

speak when

the small stool did he take some

drilled the hole

“Then why didn’t you say anything

did not

master and disciple chatted, the office door

door, holding a tablet in his hand

“Radley, you’re here.”

shifted his

scrutiny. “Mr. Lane, your gaze

expression remained calm as he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project that requires simple mortise

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

not

a cup of tea, and placed it

the

deep brows and eyes glanced imperceptibly

Brandon sighed softly.

in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for the sake of

future husband of his apprentice. Brandon casually

do you want to learn

“Let

calm. “Let me take a look

!

a long table, but

the tablet to look at the business affairs while his subordinates handled

his position, he could raise his eyes and see Freya concentrating on various pieces

his presence, fully immersed in

fear of being discovered

lunch was delivered from Smalzot Yard.

Brandon’s office, and the three of them

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