My Extraordinary Wife

What freakish strength this girl possesses!

The reporter was feeling light-headed. “H-How are you so strong?”

Cassandra blinked. “Because I eat a lot.”

“How do you have such a large appetite?”

“Because I’m strong!”

The reporter felt as if he had encountered the worst scenario one in his profession could encounter—a never-ending loop.

Can we speak like normal people, please?

He vented inwardly but did not dare say it out loud, afraid that the girl would hurl a boulder and crush him to death.

He maintained his stiff smile. “Well, aside from being a CFO, do you have any other hidden talents, Miss?”

“Hidden talents? Hmm…” Cassandra sank into deep thought. “Does being the captain of Lake City’s shooting team count?”

grimace. “Are you the legendary captain who led the Lake City

only a strong woman, but she’s

uttering the wrong words and facing the wrath of the sweet-looking girl endowed with monstrous

smile remained so enchanting that nobody expected her to lift rocks with

from not far away, Spencer, too,

teeth to suppress the impulse of striding over and pinching her

clear, feminine voice sounding once more. “It’s only first place, which hardly compares to

“She taught me…”

from TikTok, repeating constantly in

the manic pounding of

voice was fainter

Berry! I thought the world has already known that she is the boss of the Imperial Hotel after the fire at our establishment. How are

caused the reporter’s heart to pound

her skirt and her bright-yellow rubber boots are especially so. She

mind is a little muddled. My point is, your talents

up, as the only thing he remembered was feeling dizzy and having

girl is formidable.

the interview was broadcasted, Cassandra, the freakishly strong, sweet-looking

rocks out of the way