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.

How is this possible?” Sharon was trembling all over. Why is this woman so beautiful? The more Sharon looked at Ashlyn’s photos, the more

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

suddenly appeared in

pointed at Ashlyn and shouted, “You… You’re the mysterious Ms. X. You’re her, aren’t

had to

she had been dismissed

fashion magazine industry. Not only did LX Corporation fire her,

her luck to meet her foe again after she had climbed her way to the position of

This damned Ms. X!

grievances Sharon had suffered

she

expressionlessly. Her gaze was icy cold as she spoke. “Does it matter

job as a designer because of you. How dare you show up in front of me again?” Sharon’s every word

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

a headache coming. She regretted agreeing

blame others for their debacle.” Lucas’ deep voice sounded particularly cold on this