My Extraordinary Wife

“You sure are my daughter.” Mary nodded in satisfaction.

After lunch, Ashlyn was on her way to her lounge with Shannon, in which the logo of their brand, LX was affixed on the door.

Fashion Week had prepared separate lounges for every guest and brand owner.

Ashlyn had never been in the habit of taking a nap during lunch break. But Shannon, on the other hand, half nervous and half excited, fell asleep on the couch shortly after.

Ashlyn shook her head and got up, wanting to use the restroom.

She grabbed her purse and walked out of the room. Then heading in the restroom’s direction, as indicated by the signage, she suddenly heard a sexy, panting sound when she walked past a room.

“You and Mr. Reedman will vote for me this time, right, Mr. O’Brien?”

Ashlyn’s forehead puckered.

so familiar… Megan

against the sofa by a tall European man, whose one hand was unbuttoning her roughly and the other slipping under her

O’Brien spoke with an accent. “You Eurasian women have such petite figures. I’m

word, Mr. O’Brien!” Megan said coquettishly, wrapping her arms around the man’s waist and planted kisses on

designs are very soulful and bold! How about… you introduce her to me?” O’Brien gave Megan a nasty smile, ravaging her body with his

slender figure and that delicate body,

couldn’t help wanting to remove her mask and see

the man before her, so she forced a smile and said in a sweet voice, “Hey, how could you do this? You have your

with a woman in

bated breath, a hint of disdain

against me! Where did she even find the courage to do

leave, she suddenly heard the sound of Abigail talking to another designer coming from

frowned. She could neither

but if she left in a hurry and Abigail saw her back, she would still get caught for