My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 242

“Alright. What would you like for dinner? I’ll have the kitchen staff prepare ahead of time.” The old man questioned.

“Oxtail soup, buffalo wings and steak.” Janet spouted the first few things she could think of before hanging up.

Hmph! Ashlyn Berry, let’s see who’s more powerful, you or Mr. Fields!

Grandpa Smith had been a military man his whole life. There was nothing he hated more than people who did not have any abilities and yet used their connections to others to get into positions of authority. He believed without a doubt that what his granddaughter said was true. That left him a terrible impression of Ashlyn Berry.

Just what’s going on with James? Why would he appoint her as the director?

After he ended the call with Janet, Grandpa Smith called James. “James, I heard from my granddaughter that you hired a young woman as the director for the National Day Gala Night?”

“Hello, Sir. Yes, that’s right. She’s quite good,” James answered with a smile. “Is there something wrong?”

The displeasure in Grandpa Smith’s voice was obvious, “She’s refusing to let my girl perform a vocal solo. You know how Janet has been performing solo every single year. She has been learning how to dance and sing since she was young. Why is she suddenly being dragged to perform in a play this year?”

Immediately, James understood what had happened. Ashlyn must have been decisive and bold in her actions which somehow pissed off Janet.

Ms. Berry is a superb and outstanding woman. I have full confidence in her abilities to make the performance a success. Janet has been singing year after year

other man’s words, Grandpa Smith ended the call

all about me now that you’ve

not let this matter go

news spread

roles as well

they would demand a change too if Janet

But then…

could have screamed in

asking for help from James was

quit the performance had occurred to her but she

Especially since there would be judges giving

was the kind of thing one could write

gritted her teeth and went back to practicing

how even she could not change Ashlyn’s mind and quietly returned to their own

and shy-looking woman had registered for a

You’re going to perform Cello

looked young and had probably