My Extraordinary Wife

Everyone knew their hotel’s junior ballroom was the best among London’s five-star hotels, hence advanced booking was necessary.

It wasn’t because the hotel didn’t want to honor the spirit of the contract, but money speaks louder than actions.

Mary looked intimidating as she spoke through gritted teeth, “What did you say?”

You gave my junior ballroom to someone else?

Are you kidding me?

Her body shook in anger and she said in a shrill voice, “Is this the kind of service a five-star hotel should have? I booked it first. How dare you give it to someone else? I’m going to lodge a complaint!”

She had already promised her circle of socialites that she would hold a party for them at the junior ballroom, only to find out that the venue had been given to someone else.

Any sane person would be angry.

Moreover, this was her first private party as a host. She dreaded being ridiculed by those bluebloods and felt like she was making a fool of herself.

they? I’m the daughter of a Count. Mary’s chest heaved as she unleashed her inner vixen. “Who

idea,” the manager couldn’t help

daughter of the Count of Maredania. Am I not

the hotel manager angrily, “How could you give

walked towards the

a familiar

No, that

could I run into that jinx in such

was blocked as the elevator’s doors closed. She

ballroom was located at the top of the hotel.

and Penelope stormed out of the elevator. Right at that moment, the

is it. Our biggest shareholder is in this banquet

of the group was a tall and slender lady dressed in a Starry Sky gown. She looked like an

around her talk, while

“A-Ashlyn!”

matter what

that

one who snatched away my