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.

Ashlyn’s identity hidden if he truly loved her and had done so simply because he thought she

whom her own husband detested, Emerson and Lynette walked all over her

her own motivation—she was set on marrying Dixon so she could

an achievable goal for her since Dixon supported her career and was fixated on grooming her to

her success was so appealing and exciting that it kept Lynette

Berry? Who does she think she is? She’s just a lucky old woman. Dixon must have arranged for her to be in

been Lynette’s meditation all along until she saw Ashlyn in that night sky dress, which formed a

she felt a blow to her confidence, for

managed to attract everyone’s

Corporation’s anniversary cum product

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

night at the opening: showcasing the night sky dress—her masterpiece and the best hit of the

had booked it for

threw taunting glances at her on and off as if they were mocking her for being an underserving influencer who

would not stoop that low as

urge to drive a hammer through Emerson’s disgusting face. “How dare they do that to