My Extraordinary Wife

It was probably a once in a lifetime event.

Somebody even uploaded the pitch-black video to the internet.

Just as Ashlyn finished her second song, the manager came running inside while sweating profusely. Behind him were several staff members carrying candles.

“My sincerest apologies, dearest guests. Our technicians are working as fast as they can to solve this problem and we’ve also contacted the Power Supply Bureau. We’ve brought you some candles so you may all enjoy a candlelit dinner. Tonight, everything shall be on the house!”

Then, he instructed his staff to distribute the candles to various tables.

Within minutes, the restaurant glittered like fireflies were dancing around inside.

Needless to say, the atmosphere this created was indescribably romantic.

Ashlyn took this opportunity to slip back into her seat across from Pierre.

In the kitchen, the generator was growling loudly as it generated enough electricity so the kitchen staff could resume their duties.

If that were placed in the dining area, the noise it created would have affected the customers’ mood and dining experience.

That was why Ashlyn decided on using candles instead.

“Ms. Berry, you’re so amazing!” Pierre shot her thumbs up.

“You flatter me. My singing is nothing special.” She stated calmly.

the director of a record company. I could give him your number and you could

lowered her eyes. “Pierre, I’m not interested. You

then some.” Admiration shone on his face

“That’s right.”

Power Supply

duty were trembling as they stared

President Nolan, called their director earlier and ordered them to shut down the electricity

hell is

that by cutting off the electricity to Imperial Hotel, Ashlyn and

And then what happened?

most high-class restaurant in town and had the best business. They somehow came up with the idea to create candlelit dinners and waive

while

eating with that damn man. Do I have to interrupt them

stood up, his well-built body and tall height incredibly intimidating to

of walking iceberg and an active volcano

with his face looking

voice was careful as he asked,

Hotel.” Was the frosty

fear

…

exploding with