My Extraordinary Wife

“Lynlyn provoked her?” Lucas asked.

“Yes. Cassandra sent me a text on WhatsApp,” Spencer replied, taking out his phone to show Lucas the conversation.

“Dixon has gone overboard,” Lucas remarked as glints of hatred shone in his eyes.

“It’s time we launch our plan. I want these two out of the show. No one is getting in my wife’s way,” he added.

“Yes, Mr. Nolan.”

With that said, Spencer walked out of the venue to carry out Lucas’ orders while Lynette and Emerson remained clueless about what would befall them.

All that while, they had behaved impudently because Dixon was on their side, but little did they know, Ashlyn had Lucas watching her back, someone who would go to great lengths to protect her.

They were under the impression that Lucas and Ashlyn were just like any other high-profile couples in upper-class society who maintained merely a facade of a happy marriage.

he truly loved her and had done so simply because he

was nothing but a plaything whom her own husband detested, Emerson and

motivation—she was set on marrying Dixon so she could enjoy an

and was fixated on grooming her to be

and exciting

Who does she think she is? She’s just a lucky old woman. Dixon must have arranged for her to be in this show so that I could outshine her and prove to everyone

saw Ashlyn in that night sky dress,

blow to her confidence, for it was irrefutable that

admit it—and so did everyone present—Ashlyn managed to attract everyone’s

anniversary cum product launch was about

as all the models were making final preparations for the event except for Ashlyn, who sat calmly in

showcasing the night sky dress—her masterpiece and the best hit

was so highly-esteemed that an internationally-acclaimed actress had booked it

at her on and off as if they

stoop that low

the urge to drive a hammer through Emerson’s disgusting face. “How dare they do that to you?” Cassandra