My Extraordinary Wife

The Jaquin and Nolan families had been at odds for a long time. The former started out as a triad and had whitewashed themselves to become a successful enterprise, resulting in the Jaquin Group.

Both families had fought over many matters such as vying over resources, capital, and land.

So, it wasn’t surprising that Blair and Tinsor never got along as classmates.

The Land Rover drove all the way to the Jaquin residence.

Ashlyn got off.

At this point, several cars that had been left in the dust finally caught up with her and dozens of burly men dressed in black got off.

She was still wearing a pair of red slippers she usually wore indoors.

Ashlyn’s subordinate, Anderson could not help but inquire, “Boss, what are you going to do?”

The boss said nothing and sped all the way here from the villa! Something’s got to be up!

“Ah, nothing much. I just thought I’d deliver some punishment to a man who disturbed my sleep,” Ashlyn growled as she glared at the overcast sky.

The grip on her whip tightened.

Then, she strode into the Jaquin Residence.

her and could not make head or tail of what was going

this Jaquin family full of nutcases or something? How did they

She hates

were twins and had worked for Ashlyn

the boss was married, she had lived in the Nolan family, so they had

were itching to see some

“Where’s Winsor?” Ashlyn demanded.

family was influential and not many people dared to call out Winsor’s name right off the

of the Jaquin family for their generation

four older brothers and sisters, but all of them had died young due to illnesses or gang

and

family had a mafia background and would address him respectfully as ‘Master Winsor’ or

stunned to hear Ashlyn call Winsor by his name and inquired, “Ma’am, do you have an

you’re strict with visitors, huh?” Ashlyn scoffed. “Get your ass there

sister-in-law?” the security guard asked

Aren’t rich ladies supposed to wear branded goods and high heels? Mrs. Nolan is… unique? She’s wearing flip-flops and cartoon-themed loungewear! She’s married into a rich family,

the intercom and

was indeed Mrs. Nolan, so he could only

“You may enter.”

Ashlyn nodded. “Thank you.”

This rich lady is different from the rest after all.