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.

sounds so familiar… Megan

ajar—Megan was being pinned against the sofa by a tall European man, whose

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

Mr. O’Brien!” Megan said coquettishly, wrapping

your company has really great taste! Her designs are very soulful and bold! How about… you introduce her to me?” O’Brien gave

that delicate body, O’Brien

mysterious and gorgeous, looking very attractive despite the mask. He couldn’t help wanting

to offend the man before her, so she forced a smile and said in a sweet voice, “Hey, how could you do this? You have your eyes on that X, haven’t you? If you fancy her, how about I

a woman in

hint of disdain flashing across the corner

to plot against me! Where did she even find

to leave, she suddenly heard the sound of Abigail talking to another designer coming from not far

frowned. She could neither

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