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.

this possible… 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 she felt the latter looked like the mysterious designer of

melodious voice as the mysterious designer. She also had

terrifying idea suddenly

and shouted, “You… You’re the mysterious

weren’t for Ms. X, she wouldn’t have had to go to Mary for help and get cast aside

end, she had been dismissed by

industry.

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

This damned Ms. X!

the grievances Sharon

she could shred

was icy cold as she spoke. “Does

show up in front of me again?” Sharon’s every word simmered with vehement hatred

losing your job have to do with me? If you hadn’t done those despicable things, you wouldn’t have

feeling a headache coming. She regretted agreeing to do

reflect on themselves. They will always blame others for their debacle.” Lucas’ deep voice sounded particularly cold