My Extraordinary Wife

Blair seethed with anger as he listened to Mary’s unreasonable words. “The Peacock is owned by my family. We can come and eat whenever we please! Who are you to tell us otherwise?”

Her unreasonableness never ceases to amaze me.

Mary scrutinized Blair and saw a handsome young man. What a shame he’s Ashlyn’s lap dog. Trash.

“Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that? I’m the daughter of the Count. Stop bragging. The Peacock belongs to your family? Do you really think you’re one of the Nolans?” Mary spat out, directing her words at Blair.

Blair fumed with rage. “If I’m not a Nolan, then who is? You? You’re certainly not a Nolan. What’s so impressive about being the Count’s daughter? Does he even have jurisdiction here in Lake City?”

Ashley tugged on Blair’s sleeve and turned to Mary with annoyance in her eyes. “Ms. Canter, please stop insulting my brother. It’s pointless. You should just enjoy your meal.”

“Mom, let’s go. I don’t want to embarrass myself any further by being associated with her. Besides, we’re better than this. Just look at her. She’s acting like a shrew right now,” Penelope said, placing a hand on Mary’s arm and looking down at everyone else with disdain.

Hmph! Ashlyn and I are from two different worlds.

Meanwhile, Naomi was fuming and had an intense urge to give Penelope a tight slap on the face.

Does she even know what she’s saying? How dare those shrews accuse Ashlyn of being one? Don’t they realize they’re acting exactly like a shrew right now? This is sickening. How can one be so disgusting? Does she eat right out of the toilet bowl every day?

“Forget it! Let’s go! We don’t want to keep our guests waiting,” Mary snapped irritably.

Penelope, on the other hand, tried to maintain a façade of grace and sophistication. “Mom, Mr. Haddock even invited some paparazzi. It’s important that we maintain our image, even if others choose not to.”

attention wherever she went, making her the

others put into dressing

photos of the latter, as it made her upset to see the attention Ashlyn was

twisted with disgust as she glared at Ashlyn. “Forget it. Let’s

her and her daughter at the Count’s Mansion and for the subsequent

at them nonchalantly. “Take care.

angry that she almost stumbled,

Tinsor were impressed by Ashlyn’s

you’re such a

“You’re amazing, Ashlyn!”

with those two in the past, but

and see. I’m curious to see what Dixon is up to,”

let him

Ashley’s phone chimed, interrupting the

out and saw a text

Lynnie, your Uncle

the entrance of

Wait

Their conversation ended there.

and turned to

had already arrived at the spot where she

anger. It was clear that she was still fuming about the confrontation

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