My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 30

The Jaquin and Nolan families had been at odds for a long time. The former started out as a triad and had whitewashed themselves to become a successful enterprise, resulting in the Jaquin Group.

Both families had fought over many matters such as vying over resources, capital, and land.

So, it wasn’t surprising that Blair and Tinsor never got along as classmates.

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The Land Rover drove all the way to the Jaquin residence.

Ashlyn got off.

At this point, several cars that had been left in the dust finally caught up with her and dozens of burly men dressed in black got off.

She was still wearing a pair of red slippers she usually wore indoors.

Ashlyn’s subordinate, Anderson could not help but inquire, “Boss, what are you going to do?”

The boss said nothing and sped all the way here from the villa! Something’s got to be up!

“Ah, nothing much. I just thought I’d deliver some punishment to a man who disturbed my sleep,” Ashlyn growled as she glared at the overcast sky.

The grip on her whip tightened.

she strode into

make head or tail

“Hey Harrison, is this Jaquin family full of nutcases or something? How did

looks livid. She hates being woken from her sleep,” Harrison

were twins and had worked

was married, she had lived in the Nolan family, so they had

them were itching to see

“Where’s Winsor?” Ashlyn demanded.

influential and not many people dared to

the Jaquin family

brothers and sisters, but all of them had died young due

and Tinsor

knew that the Jaquin family had a mafia background and would address him

to hear Ashlyn call Winsor by his name and inquired, “Ma’am, do you have

you’re strict with visitors, huh?” Ashlyn scoffed. “Get your ass there and

sister-in-law?” the security guard

hides from the public eye? Aren’t rich ladies supposed to wear branded goods and high heels? Mrs. Nolan is… unique? She’s wearing flip-flops and cartoon-themed loungewear! She’s married into

hurriedly dialed the intercom and reported, “Sir, Blair’s

woman was indeed Mrs. Nolan, so he could

“You may enter.”

Ashlyn nodded. “Thank you.”