My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 240

This equipment was produced by the best company in the industry!

“Did she come here to show off her wealth?” A woman asked disapprovingly.

“Why is she acting so high and mighty when all of this was bought with Jared’s money?”

“I bet all she does is sit and look pretty. She doesn’t seem capable of doing anything right.”

Although they had all received Ashlyn’s gifts, they were still feeling indignant.

“Alright, let’s distribute the program list to everyone now. Everyone will be randomly grouped to avoid bias,” Ashlyn said as she took out a lottery box. “Let’s draw lots,” she said as she pulled out a name list. “The Gala night consists of 15 programs in total, with two hours of showtime. There will be two dance performances, six song performances, two song-and-dance performances, and five sketches. Therefore, drawing lots will determine which program you shall perform in.”

Everyone drew lots for the performance category and the specific performances.

Janet was unhappy when she found out she had to prepare a sketch.

She believed she had a good voice and hoped to perform a solo.

Lisa was also displeased as she was not capable of dancing, but that was exactly what she got.

The room was instantly filled with groans of dissatisfaction.

“Ugh, I can’t sing!”

I

to perform in

pleased with the outcome of the

the grumbling crowd. At this moment, her phone rang. “Yes, head South. If you can’t find the place, you can

a tall blonde man followed by a team stepped

was stunned when they saw the appearance of the man

surprise as he rushed over to the man and gushed, “Mr. Pierre, is

confusion. Then, it hit them and the crowd went

really the world-class choreographer –

sure? Is that really

think

possible to meet Mr. Pierre

at Mr. Pierre in disbelief. She had attended vocal and dance classes since she

only had he won numerous awards, but many

does Ashlyn have connections

herself, was there something

caused many

three co-producers were asking for photos and signatures as

Only Ashlyn remained nonchalant.

skeptically, “Ms. Berry, how did you