My Extraordinary Wife

She was wearing a V-neck dress. The flared hem rippled as she swayed.

She was stunning. In fact, she looked prettier than many actresses in their retouched photos.

How’s this possible?

Sharon continued to browse through the gallery and found no ugly photos.

None of the photos needed retouching and could be used as a cover photo straightaway.

No professional model could ace a photo shooting session like Ashlyn.

How’s this possible? She’s merely an influencer who has received credit for her contribution to the disaster zone. How is she able to showcase herself in such professional versatility?

Sharon continued to swipe through the gallery.

“Stop going through the photos! How am I going to submit the work to the chief editor if you accidentally delete them?” The photographer saw Sharon’s crazed look and snatched the camera over.

Why is this woman so beautiful? The more Sharon looked at Ashlyn’s photos, the more she felt the latter

and the same melodious voice as the mysterious designer. She also had

suddenly

shouted, “You… You’re the mysterious Ms. X. You’re her,

If it weren’t for Ms. X, she wouldn’t have had to go to Mary for

she had been dismissed

magazine industry. Not only did LX Corporation fire her,

her foe again after she had climbed her way to the position of managing editor

This damned Ms. X!

Sharon had suffered fleeted through her

Ashlyn, wishing she could

cold as she spoke. “Does it matter if I’m

front of me again?” Sharon’s every word simmered

with me? If you hadn’t done those despicable things, you wouldn’t have lost your job.” Ashlyn felt Sharon’s logic

regretted agreeing to do a photo shoot for the charity

others for their debacle.” Lucas’