My Extraordinary Wife

“Listen to me, Ms. Berry. What about you let Lynette do this? She’s a celebrity, while you’re just an influencer. This is not where you should be,” Emerson Conley insinuated.

The manager smiled half-heartedly at Ashlyn, looking at her with disdain as if he intended to challenge her in public.

While bystanders watched on to see how the feud would turn out, Ashlyn remained unperturbed. “I’m sorry, Mr. Conley, I’m aware that the pressure in showbiz can get a bit overwhelming, but that doesn’t mean I’ll just pass this chance to a fake.”

“Seriously, Ashlyn? Don’t you feel tired of keeping up the act? Stop being so full of yourself. Everyone is being nice just because you’re Mrs. Nolan,” Emerson ridiculed, folding his arms before his chest.

With Haddock Group’s backing, the manager had no qualms about standing up to Ashlyn. In fact, he deliberately raised his volume so that everyone could hear his blunt insults.

Faced with the menacing manager from Haddock Entertainment, Ashlyn glanced at him and asked coldly, “You need to look at yourself in the mirror. You’re just a nobody, so stop making threats because your company has your back.”

down his spine under

gathered around, waiting to see Emerson teach Ashlyn a good lesson, but it turned out Ashlyn was

end, instead of wasting time on the troublemakers, Ashlyn went to the changing room

again in the night sky

the job and could pull off any fashion piece, were flabbergasted by how well the dress complemented

equally stunned, for they knew bringing out the beauty of Ms. X’s color-gradient-themed designs was no mean feat. The night sky dress had gradient hues with deep

her fair skin seemed fairer and shinier

merely a famous Twitter influencer who appeared to be pretty just in her photos and videos, but when they saw her in person, they found themselves at a loss

gave off was no second to any models

fashion piece and the wearer were

saw that her appearance had knocked everyone out, she glanced at Lynette and said apathetically, “Lynlyn, right? Instead of showing off, why don’t we compete fair and

Emerson’s face turned grim.