The Amnesic Genius Ex-wife Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Nightgowns.
Danna left feeling wronged, while Radley sat in his office, rubbing his temples.
His deep-set eyes were filled with a mysterious aura, giving off a gloomy feeling.
No matter what, he felt that he owed Danna for their past relationship. Helping her now to achieve her stardom was his way of repaying that debt.
“Find Jean’s contact information,” he instructed.
Connor was taken aback. “Jean?”
“The person who wrote ‘Moonlit Journey.”
Connor nodded and left to do the task.
Little did he know that it would take him several days to investigate.
All of Jean’s information online was encrypted. Even after contacting the website’s backend, they only managed to get a phone number.
And to his surprise, the phone number was registered in Caltun as well.
At the Kaufmann Residence, Freya had just finished her livestream. She removed her makeup while looking at Edward.
He was packing up the photography equipment.
“This is something the cleaning lady can handle later. Freya chuckled and said.
Edward shook his head. “These are professional equipment. We should be careful with them. To him, these devices were expensive and precious, so he wanted to take care of them properly.
“Has my brother bothered you lately?” Freya asked.
“No, he hasn’t. Don’t worry, Frea,” Edward replied.
Ever since Braxton found out that Freya was doing makeup videos at home, he had been unhappy about. it.
But under Freya’s “threat,” he didn’t dare say anything. However, he was wary of Edward who visited their home frequently.
He was also very careful about any guy that approached her.
-Freya thought it was probably because of what happened with Radley who treated her badly that left a
trauma on her brother.
As they chatted, Freya’s phone rang.
She raised an eyebrow in surprise when she looked at her screen.
The phone was one that she personally modified, and there were multiple operating systems in her
Also, there were multiple card slots for her to switch between different numbers.
The number that was being called now belonged to Jean, the identity she used when writing online.
Did the website contact her?
She answered the phone and used the voice changer. “Hello.”
A familiar voice came from the other end. “Hello.”
This one word was enough to send shivers down her spine.
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She checked her phone system and suspected that it was malfunctioning. Why would Radley call Jean’s number?
But the system was working fine. Freya narrowed her eyes and pretended not to recognize the voice. “Who
is this?”
“I’m Radley from the Monaghan Group. You are Mr. Birch, right?” Radley’s voice was calm and collected.
“Yes, do you need something. Mr. Monaghan?” Freya wiped off her makeup with a wet tissue, removing the fake eyelashes on her eyes.
“Do you have time to talk about the casting for ‘Moonlit Journey? I would like to discuss it with you,” Radley said.
Freya sneered, remembering the incident where Ben changed the female lead.
So, Radley was calling to defend that little b*tch.
Her voice was cold and the male voice from the voice changer made it even more rigid. “There is nothing. to talk about.”
Danna, the weak and pretentious girl, wants to play the role of a heroine?
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There was a moment of silence on the other end. “I believe in Ben’s professionalism. He thinks that Danna is very suitable for the female lead, and Mr. Birch. I’m sure you also want your work to show its best, don’t you?”
Freya narrowed her eyes and pinched off the false eyelashes. “I don’t think she’s suitable.”
She didn’t explain further.
The voice on the other end turned cold. “The investors also have the right to choose the cast. I hope you are clear about this matter.”
Freya sneered. “Then why did you even bother calling me? If you have the guts, withdraw your investment!”
She hung up the phone, threw it on the dressing table with a hint of anger, and snorted.
At the Monaghan Group, Radley looked at the disconnected call with a cold expression
He didn’t consider this matter a big deal and was still reviewing documents with his phone on speaker mode beside him.
He never expected to encounter such a shameless person!
Connor stood beside him, looking regretful that he had cars…
He had been with Radley for moany years but it was the first time he saw Radley getting hung up on.
The tone of that person when he said “If you have the guts, withdraw your investment!” was extremely vulgar.
Connor cautiously approached and looked at Radley, who was frowning at his phone.
“Mr. Monaghan, should I call back?”
“No need,” Radley replied coldly.
“Do you need me to put pressure on the director’s side?” Connor asked.
Radley shook his head, his eyebrows deeply furrowed.
He promised Danna to help, but putting pressure on Ben was useless. This matter was all on Jean.
As the investor, Radley knew that the original author of the book had signed a contract and not sold the copyright, only entrusted it for filming.
He did have the right to choose the cast.
Radley squinted his eyes. “Jean is from Caltun. Continue to investigate. I want to talk to him in person.”
Face-to-face conversations were the most effective.
If it didn’t work, he could buy Jean’s “Moonlit Journey at a high price.
Connor’s face turned bitter.
Why are the tasks given by Mr. Monaghan so tough recently?
He had been investigating Jean for several days, but he couldn’t find his real identity, nor could he obtain. any information on Freya’s hospitalization records.
Connor, who always worked perfectly, felt that he might be going through a rough patch lately.
Radley narrowed his eyes. He heard music in the background when he was on the phone earlier.
It was a piece of familiar instrumental music, the one he heard when he watched Freya’s live stream last time.
It was an extremely niche piece of music.
Radley knew that Freya’s fan base had recently increased on the internet, but was Jean also a fan of Freya?
After work, Radley returned to Smalzot Yard.
Smalzot Yard was closer to the Monaghan Group, and he had been staying here since he got married.
He entered the house, and the quiet atmosphere made it seem different from before.
The butler came forward to take his coat, and Radley went to the bedroom.
The scent in the room was different from before, and Radley frowned slightly and called the butler.
“Did you change the diffuser?”
“No, it’s still agarwood,” the butler respectfully replied..
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It was because of the frequent headaches that he used agarwood scents in his diffuser as it had a calming.
effect.
The aroma of agarwood helped him focus more. Radley walked to the diffuser and looked inside. It was still diffusing a lot of mist at this moment.
The butler explained in a low voice, “Madam personally handled the diffuser’s scent before. Although the raw materials haven’t changed, someone else is now handling it.”
Freya personally handled it?
Radley’s hand paused for a moment. “You can leave.”
The butler left the room, and Radley looked at the diffuser. He raised his head and looked around his bedroom for the first time.
Even when he came back before, he mostly stayed in the guest room.
The room was meticulously cleaned, and there was no trace of Freya ever living here.
He entered the nearby walk-in closet. In the vast and exquisite closet, there were only a few clothes. hanging sparsely.
This was different from what Radley had in mind for the wardrobes of socialites and heiresses.
His eyebrows furrowed, and in the jewelry cabinet, there was only one ring and one bracelet left.
The ring was a wedding ring, and it was placed in the center of a velvet box.
The bracelet was given to Freya by Radley’s grandmother.
He looked towards the half-open wardrobe and saw a few dresses that he often saw Freya wear, with a style. that was both ladylike and simple that didn’t look very assertive.
The rest were only two nightgowns. The cotton nightgowns had a conservative style….
In the next second, he saw the collar of the nightgowns that were so white due to countless times of washing, and his heart skipped a beat.
Did Freya lack money after marrying him?
He prided himself on being meticulous in his thoughts and unbeatable in business.
But now he realized that he had never cared much about Freya.
In the two years of marriage, he mostly saw Freya when he needed her to return to the Monaghan
Residence.
He had never given this wife of his a card or money.
These sleeping gowns with frayed cuffs made him feel suffocated for a moment.
Why did Freya…
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