My Extraordinary Wife

Lucas tilted his head, bit Ashlyn on the crook of her neck, and let out a warm exhale from time to time.

Ashlyn’s eyes twitched in anger, and she fiercely pinched Lucas on his waist as revenge.

However, her ears were perked up, and she was constantly listening to all the voices in the room.

Lucas smiled sweetly at her and asked, “Honey, do you think I should drink that?”

“That is a piece of trash. You would probably die from having just a sip of that.” Ashlyn smiled innocently and replied.

The corners of Lucas’ lips curled into a smirk. Then, he narrowed his eyes and said, “Those who are not willing to drink can leave this place with me. As for those who are willing to drink it, feel free to stay.”

With an icy expression, Leonardo yelled, “Mr. Nolan, it seems like you are determined to embarrass me. Don’t forget that you are in my territory! All of you have to drink it no matter what!”

Lucas grinned slyly and replied, “Leonardo, in all these years, the Nolan Group had steered clear of your business. Are you trying to ruin that peace?”

“Mr. Nolan, you’ve misunderstood me. I just want everyone to be closer to one another and know each other better,” Leonardo replied with a bitter chuckle.

“Without your wife, your company wouldn’t have been able to enter the Fortune five hundred. What do you think

Lucas swiftly threw the stack of photos on the table. Everyone

other women, and

Leonardo’s face

my wife? Or is your intention to ruin my reputation and image? The Tasker family is

ordered the best prostitute named Amy to bring a few other girls to accompany

looked like a lion that was about to

that, Leonardo’s

at the man who was

what is your goal? If you are not willing to drink Cyrus with us, why did you accept my

I didn’t come, how would Interpol have found this place?” Lucas replied as his smile

instantly turned pale. “You reported me to

snapped his fingers and said, “It’s simple. Interpol has been dying to capture the man who has been selling Cyrus. They

as pale as a sheet, and

stopped talking, but his smile was extremely chilling. Then, he propped up his perfectly streamlined

I see them? Lucas, do you think that I’m a three-year-old? Do you know how many people you’ve