My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Mr Inken’s Treat

Freya lived in the innermost room, while Brisa’s room was right next to hers.

After they returned to their rooms and put away their luggage, Freya finished washing up and went out, only to see Brisa walking out with a smile on her face and her phone in her

hand.

“Did you see the message from Ink?” Brisa asked.

“What message? I was taking a shower just now and didn’t see it.”

Freya approached Brisa, and the screen of her phone was already filled with messages from

Ink.

Ink: You guys left without telling me anything!

Ink sent a lot of pictures: some of them were of him waiting for them in front of the airport, and some in the restaurant, where a private room had already been reserved.

The dishes were already served, and there was also a collection-grade red wine.

On top

of that, his handsome face, which was originally delicate, now looked even more pitiful with resentment.

Freya sighed, “Didn’t we send him a message?”

“I did, but he said he was waiting for us at the airport and didn’t see the message.”

Hearing that, Freya chuckled. “Let’s not let him resent us like this. After all, we have free time. tonight, so why don’t we go over?”

I had in mind.” Brisa

already finished washing up, and her hair was

them walked out of the villa,

of Hartterre was new to them, especially in early February, as the cold

the moment the cold wind. blew,

what the organizing committee was thinking, having a contest by the seaside in the middle of

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by the production team. After all, this is the best and most famous scenery in Hartterre. Even in winter, it doesn’t affect the beauty of Pink Beach. No matter how authoritative the organizing committee is, as long as

the two of them drove toward

Hartterre, while the restaurant chosen by Ink was

the two of them arrived at the restaurant, Ink was already slumped on the

Brisa entered, she immediately mocked, “Mr. Inken, what’s wrong with you? Are you acting like a delicate young master in front of the two of

seems like you don’t want

Mr. Inken

like this, haven’t

then turned to look at Freya next to

immediately became unhappy upon hearing

preferential treatment is

down at the table, chatting for a

and I think you don’t need to pay attention to those idle talk. We trust you.” Inken smiled, “You never go into

is also

this time, it’s being held in Hartterre. The organizers approached my father, and since it was a big contest, we

them

same time, Inken revealed some

there is a master coming to compete this year. She was the champion

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