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 is final.”

mortise and tenon

worked on various small

be steady when making these things. Only then can the parts fit

small

Freya smiled.

a surgeon, her hands were definitely steady.

in other areas. After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had

her with a

not speak when Freya made a mistake.

stool did he take some pleasure

drilled the hole crookedly.”

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

you did not make some

disciple chatted, the office door

door, holding a tablet in his hand as he

“Radley, you’re here.”

and shifted his gaze

little flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr. Lane,

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

become my disciple and perform the traditional rites of apprenticeship, including bowing

this was not a difficult

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

at the

brows and eyes glanced imperceptibly at Freya beside him.

Brandon sighed softly.

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

satisfied with the future husband of his apprentice. Brandon casually

want to

“Let

me

!

had a long table, but it was not very wide.

and picked up the tablet to look at the business affairs while his subordinates handled the company’s documents.

could raise his eyes and see Freya

his presence, fully immersed in her

softened. He could openly watch her without fear of being discovered as she immersed herself in another

lunch was delivered from

to Brandon’s office, and

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