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.

over. Why is this woman so beautiful? The

curvaceous figure and the same melodious voice as the mysterious designer.

idea suddenly

Ashlyn and shouted, “You… You’re the mysterious Ms.

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

she had been dismissed

had no choice but to work in the fashion magazine industry. Not only did LX Corporation fire her, but

her foe again after she had climbed

This damned Ms. X!

Sharon had suffered fleeted through her

wishing she could shred

Sharon expressionlessly. Her gaze was icy cold as she spoke. “Does it matter if I’m

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

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

feeling a headache coming. She regretted agreeing

will always blame others for their debacle.” Lucas’