My Extraordinary Wife

He secretly glanced over at Ashlyn, who sat a row behind. This woman was dazzling, but her personality was also prickly. So they fancy these kinds of roses with thorns?

“You left your wife for this woman? No matter how I look at it, she looks like she’s possessed by an incapable monarch. You deserve a beating for treating Mrs. Nolan so badly.”

“Shut up!” Lucas shouted, unable to tolerate Joseph’s yapping.

It seemed that after flying to Africa for a few days, his memory was still as bad as ever.

Everyone nearby was eavesdropping on the conversation. Previously, they were skeptical about the rumors that Lucas was a victim of family violence. Only now did they believe it.

This was something Joseph had personally confirmed.

The legendary Mrs. Nolan intrigued them. They were especially interested in the woman who could hit Lucas.

After that, a few precious jewelry and antique books were sold. Among them, a few pieces were sold at unbelievably high prices.

Now and then, Hera would glance over and scrutinize Ashlyn.

She wanted to know what ‘precious item’ the latter had.

Just then, the emcee stood stunned for a moment before he said, “Up next, we will put Ms. Berry’s item up for auction. It’s a piece of artwork titled ‘A Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix’.”

Birds Facing

drawing birds? A Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix is also one of her famous pieces. Could it be her artwork?” A man who was an expert in collecting

How could Ashlyn have

said that Ms. Saunders draws with her left hand and plays the piano with her right hand. Left hand, they said! Most people can’t even draw well with their right hand, not to mention the

“Ms. Saunders is left-handed.”

uses her right

discussing

the ladies that accompanied the men were just props and there was no need to prepare

naturally had

stood up and marched toward

her slender and graceful behind, Winsor smirked, “Mr. Quickton,

“You think too highly of me. I just see her

too,” Winsor said cheekily. “Why don’t we

stiffened. He did not dare to woo his boss; he would die a painful death if he did. He seemed to sympathize with Winsor as he rubbed his hands and said, “Well,

To be sacrificed halfway.

not understanding

he felt it did not

Everyone had their gaze

did Dixon see the looks of the

hurt his eyes and pricked his