My Extraordinary Wife

Kaleb’s fluent Chanaean stunned the crowd.

No one expected such down-to-earth behavior from the president of the International Piano Association.

The nervous tension of the atmosphere dissipated instantly.

Then, the group chattered jovially while making their way toward the competition hall.

At the thought of meeting the woman he had eagerly anticipated for some time, Caleb appeared to be in good spirits as he declared, “Frankly, my main reason for being here is to look for a friend. That friend will be the death of me. I’ve tried every line in the book to convince them to take over my position as president to no avail.”

Everyone thought he was talking about Ryan, and a man in the group immediately piped up, “Mr. Yates is right inside. You’ll see him soon enough, Mr. Powell.”

“He’s right. Mr. Yates is a member of the judging committee today. It is a great honor for Lake City.”

“I must say, Mr. Powell, we really envy your relationship with Mr. Yates.”

Their comments struck Caleb dumb. Mr. Yates? I’m hardly acquainted with him at all! What are these people talking about?

competition hall, and Caleb lost the opportunity to clarify his

already settled

was filled save for the center seat, specially designated for

down. Ashlyn sat to his left while Ryan sat to his

the audience had their eyes locked on

remained incredibly charming despite being middle-aged. Naturally, he won

single, along with his elder brother, the biggest oil tycoon in the world. What a shame that two handsome and wealthy men

oil tycoon’s daughter? Doesn’t he have an heir or something?

adopted, right? Or she’s

comprised some people who enjoyed learning about the darkest secrets of

stared at Ashlyn with mild surprise in his gaze. She wore

black hair into a bun, revealing her small, beautiful face. Her features were

call her

other women would undoubtedly sigh at the

was merely augmented by her graceful motions

whispered to her, “I’ve found you

stared straight at the stage, where the host

rang out through