My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Caltun was vast, and the Kaufmanns and the Monaghans each had their own territory in the north and

south. The commercial development on both sides was positive. The east side was stable, but the

western. side of the city was an old city area, where the city first developed.

After decades, the area had accumulated many dilapidated buildings. Following a discussion and

meeting. the government decided to put out a bid for a large corporation to plan and rebuild the old city.

“The western city area is quite large!” said the head of the business department.

Listening to their analysis, Ayden furrowed his brow. This sounds promising but it will be difficult. The

western city area is inhabited by many elderly residents who have lived in Caltun for a long time.”

“All troubles can become opportunities as long as they are resolved!” said the head of the market

department on the side.

The two clearly showed great interest in this bid. Freya was also interested.

However, Ayden was a little worried. “Miss Kaufmann, the overall planning and reconstruction of the

western city area is too large. Shouldn’t we ask Mr. Kaufmann to decide?”

Freya raised her head, her face showing strong interest. “No need. Since we have received news in

advance, we cannot let it go to waste. Let’s prepare to bid for it.”

Despite the fact that it was an older neighborhood, she had a strong connection to the west city area

because it was where she attended Caltun High School and Evergreen University.

“Miss Kaufmann, are you sure about this?” Ayden wanted to persuade her again.

Freya knew how urgent the need for reconstruction was in that area. She wanted to make money, but

more importantly, she wanted to help the people in Caltun.

“As you said, this is a difficult but promising offer. The Kaufmann Group is not the only large

corporation in Caltun. It’s possible that the bidding process may fail. We need to take one step at a

time. Overthinking and being too cautious may cause us to miss the opportunity.”

She smiled at Ayden, her eyes firm and resolute.

Unexpectedly, Ayden became more assured. “Okay, I’ll get started on the bidding documents.”

At the Monaghan Group, Radley went through the documents brought by the assistant and read

throught all the contents carefully.

He rubbed his forehead and said. “This plan won’t work. Let them redo it. We must win the bid for the

West Geft renovation project!”

In response, Connor grabbed the papers off the table and left.

Radley sat for a while and picked up his phone.

He opened a short video app and saw that there was one follower who hadn’t broadcasted yet. Freya

had recently shared a few short videos, mostly about health and makeup. The comments were

overwhelmingly positive, with many remarking that it wasn’t just makeup, but a total transformation.

Radley fixed his gaze on Freya’s bright smile on the screen.

Like the sun, her eyes were beautiful and radiant.

Since Freya lost her memory, she seemed to have found herself.

Radley was lost in thought for a moment but quickly closed the app and picked up the pile of

documents on the side to continue reading.

The news about the bidding for the West Geft renovation project didn’t remain a secret for too spread

privately in Caltun a week before the official announcement was made.

I wasn’t just about making money, but also about gaining a good reputation. Working with the

government would also improve credibility in the future.

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Many large corporations in Caltun wanted to seize this opportunity, and some corporations in nearby

cities were also preparing.

After finishing her work at the Kaufmann Group, Freya tucked away the bid documents and the old city

renovation plan, which had taken her a week to prepare, and locked them in the safe before departing.

After that, Ayden drove her to the hospital.

Upon arriving at Braxton’s ward, Freya saw her mother chatting with Isabella.

Isabella was normally a free-spirited girl, but right now she sat there acting prim and proper while

calling Sylvia “Aunt Sylvia” repeatedly.

Freya couldn’t help but laugh.

“What were you talking about?” Freya asked.

“Oh, Frey, you’re here! I was just thanking Izzy for looking after your brother these past few days,”

Sylvia

said.

Freya, who was knowledgeable about traditional medicine, felt her brother’s pulse. Braxton withdrew

his hand and said, “I’m in the hospital. What are you checking my pulse for?”

“I just want to see how well you’re taking care of yourself,” Freya said, blinking. “What are you hiding?”

Braxton refused to give her his hand. He knew how accurate Freya’s pulse diagnosis was. It was so

accurate that she could even uncover some private matters.

Sylvia looked outside at the sky and stood up. “Okay, I’m going home. Frey, you should go home early

too.”

“Alright.” Freya smiled.

After Sylvia left, Freya sat next to Isabella and whispered. “You were so prim and proper just now.”

Isabella glared at Freya fiercely.

Freya whispered, “It’s a huge contrast to when you were with the escort.”

Her voice was not very loud, but Braxton, who was lying on the bed, was propping up his ears to listen.

“Escort?!”

Isabella’s face froze, and Freya silently turned her head. “I’m talking about sports! I’m showing Izzy

some exercises so she can aid in your recovery.”

Braxton’s expression loosened a bit.

Isabella panicked. “I’m not doing any exercises with him!”